Guys Are Douchebags

In the words of the great Snooki, I say no more.


My Husbands Having an Affair and I Pretend I don’t Know

Firstly to clarify this post is not about me, I am not married and therefore I don’t have a husband who is cheating on me. Phew!

Ok so I came across an article which is titled: “My husband’s cheating – and I pretend not to know to shield my child”.

I am actually going to copy the article into this post because:

1) I know many people can’t be bothered to read it if I post a link to it.

2) The article is really interesting and I want you all to read it.

The article is below and my comments and opinions will be posted throughout in bold italicbecause as you all know I cant resist ranting.

“My husband’s laptop is open on the sofa. I glance at it casually and my eye is drawn to an open email.

‘My darling girl,’ it begins, and the surge of shock I feel jolts me like an electric charge. My husband Will is an unemotional man, so I’m perplexed by this effusiveness. But I do not pry; I jump away as if stung. Continue reading

Cheating shows love?……Get Real!

I have just read this article:

Is your husband having an affair actually proof that he loves you?

I think this is complete utter BULLS**T. The article is based on a book called “The monogamy Gap by Eric Anderson”. I have not read the book but it seems to show reasons and justifications for why men cheat and the basic underline of the book states that monogamy is wrong and cannot be fulfilled by men. In my opinion (just would like to mention by the way, that of course, everything on my blog is MY opinion and therefore don’t get your panties or boxers in a twist if you don’t agree with what I say), this idea and notion is quite stupid and people (not just men) need to realise that the blame and responsibility for cheating lies on them!

In the article above, there are three examples of men who have cheated on their wives, who all claimed to really love their wives, but still lost all that because they couldn’t keep their pants zipped. One of the examples, claim that the husband actually felt suicidal after his wife left him, and for some reason I felt no sympathy when reading that. Does that make me a cold-hearted Bitch? Maybe. But my opinions are too strong, and I live by the notion of “you reap what you sow”.

Too harsh? Too black and white? Need to get in touch with reality? Yes? Well guess what? Continue reading

It’s My Birthday and I’ll Cry if I want to

Today is my Birthday! No matter how much I deny it and how much I claim its just another day, I LOVE my birthday. Its that one day a year which is about me, where the attention is on me, my own special day.

Every year I get excited a month before the date, then the weeks from there on and then the day before is like Christmas Eve, all anticipation and excitement. So whilst I am in my element, for everyone else it is, obviously, just another day. So I wake up on my birthday morning and jump out of bed with a smile on my face, but as the hours of the day go by that smile gets smaller and smaller.

I have noticed that after my childhood years I suffer from the birthday blues. Why?

Answer: High expectations followed by the inevitable anti-climax.

I spend all this energy and effort cheering myself up about my birthday but then on the actual day its like coming down from a high; depressing and exhausting. I have noticed a recurring theme every year, the inner child in me has these unrealistic and high expectations of what my birthday should be like (I blame the movies), but then reality is nothing like so. Continue reading