Bear Brown Eyes My Dating Life 

Curtains Are Back?

  Guess who I stalked today. In fact, I’ll save you the bother of guessing. I stalked him. HIM. Brown Eyes. Just a lil look. I’m not really sure why I did it either. Boredom, I think? It certainly wasn’t out of serious interest. Bear was napping and I was just sat there working. I got bored, made a cuppa, and checked my NSSITC phone. If you’re wondering why I’m so social media silent these days, it’s because I keep losing my damn phone. Also: it’s an iPhone 6S so…

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Bear Me & My Opinions My Dating Life 

Out in the Cold

  Content Warning: Discussing death. I’ve never been very good with death. I’ve never been very good at coping with grown-ass men crying either. So, when I plodded into the living room this morning to see Bear crying on the sofa because his friend had died, you can imagine the shit show. He cried. I cried. There was snot everywhere. I have the ugliest cry-face ever, but Bear’s cry-face is soul-destroying. It broke my heart. You could literally hear it crack, right down the middle. His friend died. Bear hadn’t…

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Bear Dating Advice My Dating Life 

The Importance of Love Letters

  Every morning, when Bear leaves to do whatever he needs to do for the day, he leaves me a ‘love letter’. Usually scribbled on the back of a late-payment reminder or on an envelope for some bill he hasn’t even opened yet. Without fail, he does it. It’s become a ‘thing’ now. It’s one of those things that I don’t think I could live without now. Okay, so that’s probably a little dramatic, but you know what I mean — that would be the thing I missed so much…

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Bear My Dating Life 

A Case of Mistaken Notifications

  Do you have any idea how soul-destroying it is to be accused of cheating when it’s the furthest thing from your mind? I mean, c’mon, I’m in my thirties now. Fucking around and being a dick might have been okay when I was in my twenties, without responsibilities, learning about who I was and what I was going to do with my life. But, when you’re a grown-ass woman like I am, cheating is just desperate and pathetic. There is NO need for it. It’s trashy. There, I said…

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Bear Me & My Opinions My Dating Life 

7 Facts About Me (From Bear)

Hey, hey, hey! Guess who’s been a crap blogger again. Yep, that’s right. ME! I’m sorry. I don’t know why I can’t seem to get the posts actually on to my blog. It’s not like I’m not writing them. Well, half-writing them. Anyway, I’ve been nominated (by Rebecca Chase) to share seven facts about myself. I’ve done this kind of post a few times before, but talking about yourself is super fun. I love talking about myself, can’t you tell? Maybe I’ll link to the old fun-fact posts at the…

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Bear My Dating Life 

I Should Probably Finish That Hand Job

  Content Warning: This is NOT a sexy story. Contains details of sickness. I don’t talk about sex anymore. Why is that? I don’t know. We are having sex, just in case you’re wondering. Admittedly, we haven’t had the easiest ride of things lately, but there have been some pretty epic sessions scattered in the last few months. The other day wasn’t great. I’d worked until 4 am and Bear stayed awake with me. Well, he tried, he did fall asleep on the couch for a while. But, anyway, we…

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Bear My Dating Life 

Assessments, Dirty Bowls & Butterless Sandwiches

Hello! I bet you’re all wondering what’s been going on with my life! Or not … I’m gonna tell you anyway.   I should probably update you with what’s been going on with Bear’s health stuff to start with. We had an at-home assessment, which added more questions rather than providing answers. I’m not really sure what I expected but we were referred from there — some heart tests, brain tests, blood tests, and some others that I wasn’t sure of. I actually thought the assessment itself went quite well,…

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Bear Mental Health My Dating Life 

Delivery Day

  Let me tell you how today went for me. BS (Bear’s Son) went to school. First day. Woohoo! Six weeks is WAY too long. I like the kid … but jeez. Six. Weeks. Is. Long. Bear went to some work thing. A work thing that ended up being more of a social thing, which I’m a bit pissed off about, I must admit. I got up and put some makeup on. It was the first time in three weeks. I had a bowl of cereal. It’s the first time…

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Bear Mental Health My Dating Life 

But That’s Life, Right?

  A couple of you lovely lot have sent me messages lately asking if I’m okay as I’ve been a bit … well, missing, I guess? I have, you’re right, and it’s because I don’t really know what to say. I feel so out the loop too, desperately trying to catch up with what everyone else has been up to and failing miserably. I just … don’t know what to say? What I want to say and what I mean are two different things. Because what I mean is nothing…

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Bear Me & My Opinions My Dating Life 

Wicked Stepmother

    Did you know that Ghost came out 27 years ago today? That’s a fucking long time ago, isn’t it? All of a sudden I feel much older. So old. Groan. I’m only 31. I was only three or four years old when that movie came out. What a classic though. I just wanted to start today’s blog post with a fun fact. The rest of this post won’t be as much fun. I was hated today. I’m still hated. Bear’s Son, who I shall call BS for the rest…

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