its very possible we may not have to move but there is more of a chance that we will move. We've always wanted to get away from here...and move somewhere else. I think we all need a fresh start and i'm ready for whatever the future holds.
It does seem like a big step..and it is dedication.
Its something I don't think some could understand.
The point is we all love each other. The same as if bf and I were exclusive..i'd move w/him....so it shouldn't be any different in this situation.
We are truely like one big family. Its not about sex....its about love, family and friendship. We all help each other w/our kids and household responsibilities. Ofcourse our children don't know the behind the scenes because they are too young to understand or carry that weight....but we feel they are lucky to have so many "parent figures" in their lives. There is always someone there for them to talk to or turn to. We are very lucky.
I was waiting to see your response (and maybe your first post was really it and I missed your point!!), but since I felt you didn't 'bite' I will give you the background to my statement now.
When I had just moved to France for work for three years, during my first few days I went out with my new colleagues. One French girl who had been working with the company for about a year had just broken up with her boyfriend (which I did not know) and in the booth at the restaurant had sat right next to me. I was single at the time, but would be joined by my new girlfriend of a few month in about three month (which the French girl did not know).
I, being the go getter that I am, signed up that first week for intense French lessons. I was failing miserably. I had taken 3 years of French in HS and blew by that expertise after about 5 minutes in the country. The French girl, which I will call Patricia (since that is her name!), knew this from earlier in the week conversations. She asked me how things were going and I told her that I am failing miserably.
It was right there that Patricia offer to help me out. She put her hand on my shoulder and looked me right in the eye (and yes she was a bit drunk) and said the best way to learn is through total immersion and only conversing in French. Then she said 'voules patin?' or something very close to this. It was only later that she, when sober, explained it to me.
I had the deer-in-the-headlights stare as she put her other hand across my chest, grabbed my shoulder and turn me towards her to give me a very nice French kiss. It wasn't a long one, but she definitely got things stired in me. Then she said 'Un patin' after leaning back about 6 inches and watched me drool. Me, being stupid, played hard to get the rest of the night (as in only once in my life before have I ever been the prey - devulged in another post somewhere around here). Patricia, I am sure was waiting for me to take the lead and I never did. Looking back on that night now, I am sure I could have easily learned some more French that night.
The next morning, she stopped by to say hello and then saw a picture of my girlfriend (now my wife) on my desk. Well, that was the end of my private French lessons. However, my wife and I still keep in touch with Patricia and her husband. But I will admit that I have not disclosed my French lesson to my wife.
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its very possible we may not have to move but there is more of a chance that we will move.
We've always wanted to get away from here...and move somewhere else.
I think we all need a fresh start and i'm ready for whatever the future holds.
It does seem like a big step..and it is dedication.
Its something I don't think some could understand.
The point is we all love each other. The same as if bf and I were exclusive..i'd move w/him....so it shouldn't be any different in this situation.
We are truely like one big family. Its not about sex....its about love, family and friendship. We all help each other w/our kids and household responsibilities. Ofcourse our children don't know the behind the scenes because they are too young to understand or carry that weight....but we feel they are lucky to have so many "parent figures" in their lives. There is always someone there for them to talk to or turn to. We are very lucky.
LM,
I was waiting to see your response (and maybe your first post was really it and I missed your point!!), but since I felt you didn't 'bite' I will give you the background to my statement now.
When I had just moved to France for work for three years, during my first few days I went out with my new colleagues. One French girl who had been working with the company for about a year had just broken up with her boyfriend (which I did not know) and in the booth at the restaurant had sat right next to me. I was single at the time, but would be joined by my new girlfriend of a few month in about three month (which the French girl did not know).
I, being the go getter that I am, signed up that first week for intense French lessons. I was failing miserably. I had taken 3 years of French in HS and blew by that expertise after about 5 minutes in the country. The French girl, which I will call Patricia (since that is her name!), knew this from earlier in the week conversations. She asked me how things were going and I told her that I am failing miserably.
It was right there that Patricia offer to help me out. She put her hand on my shoulder and looked me right in the eye (and yes she was a bit drunk) and said the best way to learn is through total immersion and only conversing in French. Then she said 'voules patin?' or something very close to this. It was only later that she, when sober, explained it to me.
I had the deer-in-the-headlights stare as she put her other hand across my chest, grabbed my shoulder and turn me towards her to give me a very nice French kiss. It wasn't a long one, but she definitely got things stired in me. Then she said 'Un patin' after leaning back about 6 inches and watched me drool. Me, being stupid, played hard to get the rest of the night (as in only once in my life before have I ever been the prey - devulged in another post somewhere around here). Patricia, I am sure was waiting for me to take the lead and I never did. Looking back on that night now, I am sure I could have easily learned some more French that night.
The next morning, she stopped by to say hello and then saw a picture of my girlfriend (now my wife) on my desk. Well, that was the end of my private French lessons. However, my wife and I still keep in touch with Patricia and her husband. But I will admit that I have not disclosed my French lesson to my wife.
krn (:o)
Okay Krn, I don't get it. Why did Patricia want to know if you rollerskated?
And for your information, a peck on the cheek by a French maiden does NOT constitute a french kiss.
Morse,
Ha ha ha haha haha. Too bad they don't have sound on this board or you would have heard the sarcasm in my laugh!!!!
Sword drawn krn P.o)l
Sword drawn? What? Do you think I'd play hard to get? But, nice prop. Or should I go with "the pen is mightier than the sword"? Decisions, decisions.
PS. Liked all your changes in your little Krn face today.
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