Is there such a thing as being ready?

 

Jeg hører tit, at jeg altså aldrig får en kæreste hvis ikke jeg er klar til det. Klar til det. Hvad betyder det egentlig? Hvornår er man klar til at have en kæreste?

Personligt føler jeg mig aldrig klar, og jeg går i øjeblikket rundt og tænker, at jeg har det vildt godt som single, og egentlig ikke har specielt lyst til at skulle have en kæreste. Men sådan havde jeg det også sidst, jeg fik én. Jeg tror aldrig, jeg bliver typen, som går rundt og specifikt leder efter en kæreste, fordi jeg har lyst til at have en. Det sker bare pludselig for mig. Det er også derfor, jeg aldrig aldrig aldrig kunne finde på at netdate. Jeg er alt for romantisk anlagt. Det skal ikke ske, fordi nu beslutter jeg mig for det, men fordi jeg pludselig snubler over en fyr, som jeg ikke kan modstå. Til den tid skal jeg nok blive klar!

Hvordan har I det? Skal I føle Jer klar til at få en kæreste, og er I nogle gange inde i perioder, hvor I specifikt leder efter en? 🙂

N

I often hear that I will never get a boyfriend if I’m not ready. Ready? What does that mean, exactly? When are you ready to get a boyfriend?

Personally I never feel ready and at the moment I think that I have a really great time being single and that I don’t really want a boyfriend right now. But that’s how I felt the last time I got one. I don’t think I will ever be the type of person who specifically looks for a boyfriend. That is also why I will never never never do online dating. For that, I am too romantic. It shouldn’t happen just because I want it to but because I suddenly without warning meets someone I just can’t resist. And then I’ll just have to be ready, and I will be!

How about you? Do you have to feel ready to get a boyfriend and are you sometimes specifically looking for one? 🙂

N

A hangover diet

 

Vi har seriøst brug for nogle gode tips til, hvordan man bedst muligt kurerer sine tømmermænd. Selv om vi (tydeligvis) ofte står med problemet, har vi endnu ikke fundet ud af, hvordan man egentlig bedst kommer af med dem. Er det junk food? Er det frugt og smoothies, hvad gør man? Hvis I har nogle gode tips, modtages de med kyshånd! Det ville hjælpe os meget 😉

N & G

We are seriously in the need of some good tips on how to get rid of a hangover. We are (obviously) often in that situation but we never really found a great solution on how you get rid of them the best and fastest way. Is it junk food? Is it fruit and smoothies? If you have any great tips on this, please do share. It would help us a lot 😉

N & G

The Sir Marriage Saga pt. II: The mousse

 

Ret hurtigt efter G’s fest, bliver jeg inviteret hen til Sir Marriage, fordi han har snakket så meget om, hvor god han er til at lave chokolademousse. Jeg synes det var vildt sødt, fordi det da var en ret god undskyldning for at ville se mig. Desuden er chokolade jo SÅ meget vejen til en piges hjerte 😉

Anyways, jeg kommer hen til ham, og hans chokolademousse er da egentlig okay, men det var sådan set mere for at se ham og snakke med ham, at jeg tog derhen. Vi hyggede os rigtig meget og endte da også med at ligge og putte. Han blev ved med at sige, at han ikke forstod, hvorfor jeg gad se ham og hvorfor jeg dog kyssede med ham til G’s fest. Han mente åbenbart, at jeg var vildt meget over hans niveau, hvilket jeg var ret ligeglad med. Jeg var ved at blive temmelig vild med ham, og så var jeg sådan set ligeglad med, om han synes jeg var over hans niveau eller ej 😉

N

Pretty soon after G’s party, Sir Marriage invited me over to have some homemade chocolate mousse because he had bragged about how good he was at making it. I thought it was kind of sweet because it was a pretty good excuse to see me in private. And let’s face it, chocolate IS a good way to win a girl’s heart 😉

Anyway, I came over to him, and his chocolate mousse was all right, but really I just wanted to see him and talk to him. We had a very good time and we did end up cuddling on the couch. He kept saying he didn’t understand why I wanted to see him and why I even kissed him at G’s party. Apparently he thought I was way over his level, which I didn’t care about at all. I was getting kind of crazy about him, whether I was above his level or not 😉

N

Gossipy Gossip

Vi havde jo lovet lidt gossip fra denne aften. Well, som sagt startede vi på Francis Pony, eftersom det jo var onsdag, og vi jo elsker deres 2 for 1 hele natten-tilbud. Så lækkert 😉

Der var virkelig meget gang i den, fordi der jo var turister i byen, og vi så åbenbart mere end godt ud, for vi fik ikke lov til at stå alene i mere end nogle få minutter. Allerede da vi kom ind have G dog udset sig en fyr i baren, som hun synes var vildt lækker, og der går ikke ret lang tid før han og en ven kommer hen til os for at snakke. G er ret tilfreds og står og snakker og flirter lidt med ham fyren. Det efterlader så N sammen med vennen, hvilket egentlig er ok, for han var både sød og egentlig meget pæn. (N: Jo jo, men jeg fattede ikke en brik af, hvad han sagde, fordi han var fuld og fra udlandet og prøvede at snakke engelsk – ikke en god kombi, så det kunne jeg slet ikke overskue, så ret hurtigt skulle jeg “på toilettet”, og håbede på, at han var væk, da jeg kom tilbage igen ;))

N begynder at kede sig en del, fordi det ikke rigtig er så sjovt at sidde og kigge på G sidde og flirte med en eller anden gut, som åbenbart er fra Kroatien eller Bosnien eller sådan noget. (G: Ja, altså, senere finder jeg så et svensk pas hos ham med hans billede og et helt andet navn, så måske ikke?). Det var indtil hun spottede verdens mest fulde fyr, der lavede nogle seriøst vilde moves på dansegulvet. Ham og hans ven sætter sig hen til os, og  pludselig er det ikke så kedeligt igen. På et tidspunkt er vi alle sammen på vej videre, men G og hendes fyr vil meget gerne have et mere “stille sted” at være, dvs. de tog hjem til ham og “drak rødvin”. 😉

Det efterlod så N med de to fyre fra dansegulvet, og hun ender med at tage videre i byen sammen med dem, hvilket byder på både en grønlandsk (wtf?) gadefest, nogle forsvundne DVD’er på en bar (som ham den ene åbenbart havde taget med?) og en tur hjem til ham den ene, så N rigtig kunne tage en dejlig Bicycle Ride of Shame i alt for lyst solskin. Heldigvis for G boede hendes flirt ikke langt fra hende selv, så det blev kun til en meget kort Walk of Shame for hendes vedkommende. Alt i alt en vellykket aften 😉

N & G

We promised you some gossip from this night. Well, as we mentioned it all began at Francis Pony, because we love their 2 for 1 all night-offer on wednesdays 😉

There was a lot of people there, because it is tourist season and apparently we looked more than fine because we didn’t stand or sit alone for more than a couple of minutes. When we came ind G had seen this guy at the bar, who she thought was really hot so when he came up to us to talk, she was more than happy. That left N with the friend, which was okay as he was really cute and actually very nice as well. (N: Sure, but I couldn’t understand a word he said, because he was drunk, from another country and tried to speak english – not a good combi. Therefore I quickly had to “go to the toilet” and i sincerely hoped he would be gone by the time I came back ;))

N began to feel bored as it isn’t the funniest thing to sit and watch G flirt with some random guy, who we found out later was from Croatia or Bosnia or something. (G: Well, I found a Swedish passport back at his place with his picture but a totally different name than his, so I guess not?) That was until she spotted the world’s drunkest dude on the dance floor doing some sick moves. When he and his friend came over to us, it was much more fun. At some point we all wanted to find some other bar, but G and her guy wanted a more “quiet place”, which meant that they went to his place to “drink some red wine” 😉

That left N with the two guys from the dance floor and she ends up spending the rest of the night with them. That meant running into a street party with people from Greenland (wtf?), finding some lost DVD’s (which one of the guys had apparently brought with him?) and spending the night with one of them so she had a very nice Bicycle Ride of Shame back home in way too bright sunlight. G had it a lot better as it turned out her guy didn’t live very far away from her so her Walk of Shame wasn’t as bad. All in all a very good evening 😉

N & G

The last strawberries

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Vi må desværre indse, at sommeren snart er slut, vi har snart spist de sidste danske jordbær, og vi skal snart starte på en mere normal hverdag igen. Det bliver egentlig fedt at komme lidt i gang igen, men samtidig kommer vi til at savne de mange lange sommerdage i solen og på stranden, hvor vi har kunne lave alt og ingenting. Det sidste stykke tid må nydes ekstra meget!

N & G

Unfortunately the summer will soon be over. Soon we have eaten the last danish strawberries and we have to start a “normal” life yet again. It’s going to be great to be a little more productive again but we are going to miss those long summer days in the sun and on the beach doing everything and nothing. We have to enjoy these last days even more!

N & G

Meeting Sir Marriage

 

Den måde jeg mødte min noget forvirrende flirt på (læs om ham her) var til en temafest hos G. Jeg kom en smule for sent, som sædvanlig, og allerede da jeg træder ind i festlokalet, begynder vi at småflirte lidt med øjenkontakt og små smil.
Meget hurtigt finder M og en af mine nære venner ud af, at jeg og Sir Marriage (grunden til navnet kommer senere ;)) skal hookes op. Det er sådan set alt sammen meget godt, for jeg synes han virkede vildt sød, og han var også meget pæn med sit mørke hår, og så han var i øvrigt langt over den kritiske højde.
I starten er jeg dog noget tøvende, for jeg har faktisk en date dagen efter den her fest. Med en fyr jeg havde mødt i byen lidt tidligere. Meget forvirrende, I know 😉 Men altså, jeg bliver alligevel overtalt, for når man ikke engang har været på sin første date endnu, så må man vel godt, ikke? 😉 Jeg husker tydeligt, at M blev mere og mere insisterende, så jeg til sidst ikke måtte snakke med hende længere, for som hun sagde: “Mindre snak, mere snav med [Sir Marriage]“, hvilket ender med at han og jeg kysser resten af aftenen. Jeg måtte jo åbenbart ikke snakke med M længere, så kunne jeg lige så godt lave noget andet sjovt, ikke? 😉
De næste par dage er jeg lidt forvirret over, hvorvidt jeg egentlig ville noget mere med ham, men vi skriver ret meget sammen, og jeg bliver mere og mere varm på ideen. Ham min anden date blev heller ikke til noget, men jeg var ret ligeglad, for jeg gik rundt og var egentlig lidt vild med ham her Sir Marriage. Så jeg var ret glad. Indtil videre…

N

I met my confusing flirt (read about him here) at a theme party at G’s. I was a little late as usual and we began flirting with eye contact and small smiles almost as soon as I stepped into the room.
M and one of my very close friends very quickly finds out that Sir Marriage and I (the name will be explained later on) will have to hook up. That was all good because I thought he was really cute, funny and I liked his dark hair and he was even way over the critical height.
In the beginning I held back, though, because I actually had a date the next day. With a guy I had met in the city a week or so back. However, I was persuaded to hook up with Sir Marriage anyway. If you haven’t been on the first date with someone yet, it is okay, right? 😉
I remember our good friend M becoming more and more insisting on this hook-up and in the end she just said: “Less talking, more kissing with 
[Sir Marriage]“, which makes me kiss the guy and keep doing so until the night was over. If I wasn’t allowed to talk to M or my other friends, I might as well do something fun, right?
The next couple of days went by with me not knowing if I wanted anything more to do with Sir Marriage. We were texting a lot and I actually grow warmer on the idea. The other date fell through but I kind of didn’t care. I was actually getting more and more into Sir Marriage-guy. So I was pretty happy. For now…

N