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Irritatingly, I have a headache again - it makes it hard to think.  I guess it's the weather, which cannot decide where on the temperature scale it wishes to stand.  Of course, all the local flowering trees are ignoring this prevarication and have decided to bud and bloom with alacrity - three days ago, bare trees, and today, ooh, pink!

I do love tree blossoms.  It's one thing DC does very well - a lot of neighbourhoods are filled with cherries, and people do take a lot of care with their gardens.  When my family lived in Bethesda, we used to get people stopping on the road to look at our 40-50 foot Japanese weeping cherry, which, for the week or so it flowered, was amazingly gorgeous.  I've never seen one as big - it had to be at least 70 years old.

When I was in high school, I used to walk the 3/4 mile or so to school through the cherry-lined back streets, and my favourite time of year was when the blossoms were just starting to fall and bury the streets in drifts of petals.  Being a complete fantasy geek, I used to pretend that I wasn't a dumpy unattractive teenager during those days, but the girl in Legend or some such movie/story, walking in a long flowing dress through drifts of romantically whirling petals, my long perfectly ringleted hair lifting gently in the breeze, to where unicorns and my True Love[tm] were waiting to take me to my happily ever after.

God, I do not miss those days one bit.

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Mar. 11th, 2009 05:35 pm (UTC)
I often tell my hubby that he is perfect. He typically responds by reminding me that he is not "perfect", at which point I just remind him that "perfect for me" does not mean "perfect for everyone".


These gooey-eyed moments are then frequently interrupted by me asking him to remember to pick up his own socks, or him asking me to run an errand for him, or either one of us forgetting some obvious opportunity to act like “de purfekt cuple”.


That’s why I like us…
Mar. 11th, 2009 05:38 pm (UTC)
And yet, it seems like so many guys out there seem to prefer a woman who needs to be saved, sigh. Maybe it's just my own experiences talking, but I've always gone out and done what I want to do, relationship or not, and time after time, it's the friends who are relationship-desperate or who are coming out of nasty breakups that always seem to find a date/relationship/spouse. I sometimes feel like I should bow to the pressure and be all flirty and damsel-in-distress-like, but I just can't bring myself to do it since it would go against my entire being to be that way.
I hold out some hope though- my brother married a woman who's very much her own person and he prefers it that way; heck, I swear she's the one who instigates all of the home improvement projects for their house (AND is the owner of the tools, not my brother) ;)
Mar. 11th, 2009 06:09 pm (UTC)
You are clearly not meeting the right kind of guy - and dating a neanderthal who is only interested in passive women is the kind of hell you don't want to get yourself into - being single is far better.

The reason these friends of yours keep finding new guys is because they don't care what the actual guy is like, they just care that they have a guy. Any guy. It sounds like you're much too smart to fall for that line of thinking, which means you're not going to go through yet another ugly break-up (like they will) every few years.

And don't give in. If you want a guy, a guy will come along, but if you do your own thing and follow your star, you'll have a rich and fulfilling life - something that is MUCH more important than a man, despite what people try to tell us.

From experience, I can tell you that having a man for the sake of having a man starts to suck pretty quickly. And those guys that want a pretty passive princess have some very ugly ideas about equality.
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Mar. 11th, 2009 06:55 pm (UTC)
When dressed as Snow White this year for Halloween, there is a reason why I responded to the question "Who are you dressed as?" at one point with "a victim."
Mar. 11th, 2009 07:14 pm (UTC)
You're just e-vil! ;-)

Must be why I like you...
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Mar. 11th, 2009 07:11 pm (UTC)
ya know, that's why I like the movie 'Swan Princess'... the prince and princess meet as children, don't like each other, meet again as adults and fall madly in love. He calls for the wedding, she stops everything with, "Why?" He looks flabbergasted, and finally stammers out, "Well, look at you! You're beautiful!" She says something to the effect of, "That's not enough. I won't marry you."

Things move on from there, and of course they end up falling in love later and getting married, but only after getting to know each other. The opening song, though, "This is not my idea of fun!" is hysterical. :P
Mar. 11th, 2009 07:33 pm (UTC)
After I got divorced from the first husband, I decided to never get married again. Marriage was something invented by men to literally enslave women and was thus, not for me. Ever.
I was going to remain single the rest of my life, provide for myself beautifully and have a series of meaningless but physically fulfilling sexual liasons. I met Ivan the following year and discovered that you can do all that and be in love with a perfectly wonderful man. Marriage takes work, good marriages more so, but neither should take away from each others life goals or individualism. It's been almost 20 years that we've been together, so I think it's working. :)

And yes, I was raised as a feminist before it became Feminism.
Mar. 11th, 2009 07:36 pm (UTC)
"He's Just Not That Into You" . . . . I remember the episode on Sex & The City . . .
Mar. 11th, 2009 08:07 pm (UTC)
And another thing....
I actually HATE those bodice rippers--unless you're using them as soft porn. In almost EVERY ONE of them, the heroine is initially repulsed by the arrogance of the hero, and then "through her love" he is magically transformed into a great guy. Or she realizes that he's really great, but she just misunderstood him. Because of this, women put up with outrageous behavior thinking that maybe the asshole they're dating can be transformed by being loved, or maybe she just doesn't understand him.

Ya know what kiddo? Sometimes an ASSHOLE is just an ASSHOLE. And no matter how he tries to justify acting that way, he is just being an ASSHOLE, and no amount of love or understanding will change him.

Edited at 2009-03-11 08:08 pm (UTC)
Mar. 11th, 2009 08:41 pm (UTC)
Re: And another thing....
Ya know what kiddo? Sometimes an ASSHOLE is just an ASSHOLE. And no matter how he tries to justify acting that way, he is just being an ASSHOLE, and no amount of love or understanding will change him.

That's sort of the premise of the novel I've been noodling on for years now... Not based on personal experience or anything. Oh no. Not me. *whistles innocently*
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Mar. 11th, 2009 08:13 pm (UTC)

From the other side of this, a girl who has decided that you are their TWOO WUV has got to be the most frustrating, annoying thing EVER. She expects you to ride in on a white horse, rescue her from all her problems and then make her life go perfectly. Some guys buy into this, but the whole thing honestly scares me -- I'd rather be with someone who isn't looking to me to make the world perfect for them and solve all their problems. It doesn't sound, to me, like a very healthy relationship.

(I like the T. Swift song only because it's catchy and plays on the radio a lot, but it makes me laugh that it's Romeo and Juliet being referenced -- I always figure the missing verse is about them dying horribly.)
Mar. 11th, 2009 08:57 pm (UTC)
This particular sword cuts both ways.
Speaking as one who has been on the receiving end of rescuing because some guy with white-knight ambitions, needing to see himself as hero, has insisted on rescuing me from things I not only didn't need rescuing *from,* but at which I was and am far more competent than they were.

And at least two of them decided before even introducing themselves that they'd "rescue" me from *their* bachelorhood by making me mommy-wife to them. I get why, from their standpoint, it seemed a good idea but they couldn't get that from mine, this wasn't such a bargain.
Sorry: this has to sound like man-bashing, but it's not men in general I'm gunning for here.
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Mar. 11th, 2009 08:48 pm (UTC)
On the Taylor Swift note.... She has another song, that was released to radio right after that super catchy Cinderella, which is almost like a part two, imo! Its called White Horse, and the chorus goes..

"I’m not a princess, this ain’t a fairytale
I’m not the one you’ll sweep off her feet
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain’t hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now it’s too late for you and your white horse
To come around "

Just as cute and teenaged angst, but all about how he's NOT her prince. rofl, like she changed her mind after she got Romeo. At least, thats how I think of it.

And on the Twooo Wooovvee note... I've always been aggravated by the whole "Everyone has one perfect soul mate" idea. I mean, there's way too many people in the world for that to work out right. What if that "perfect" mate is 40 yrs older than you living in a remote pacific island? Not cool. I like to think that perhaps we've actually got a ton of just about right mates, and that we can make it work out. That its not just one perfect guy. My fave analogy, as I've thought about this alot, is that every glove does have a mate. But most any brown glove can go with another brown glove. It doesn't have to be perfect, just .. right.
Mar. 11th, 2009 08:51 pm (UTC)
If I've got the author and work right, then: Nathaniel Branden, in "The Psychology of Romantic Love: Romantic Love in an Anti-Romantic Age," states that our speaking of "falling in love" is quite telling. "Falling" in love implies helplessness, it tacitly pleads, "Catch me."
Catch me, save me---I'm falling.

And I think it may again be Branden, although it could be Fromm or May or Laing who further observes that "in love" is often merely intense relief from one's painful feeling of being alone.
(If it were glorious aloneness, it would be *solitude,* said a woman author. Obviously I'm not doing well at this today, or I'd have these writers sorted in my head.)
Interestingly, when in love, we often continue to *yearn,* usually for true connectedness and companionship, and mistake that *yearning* for loving our Other. Intensity of the yearning is how we grade our degree of attachment---ironically [says virginiadear.]
Mar. 11th, 2009 09:18 pm (UTC)
Heh. The best high I ever got in my life wasn't from drugs, it was from the endorphin rush from having an excruciatingly painful potassium drip removed from my arm. I imagine the person terrified of being alone feels the same endorphin rush at suddenly having a partner. Trouble is, the rush doesn't last.

And the romance junkie goes looking for another victim...
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Mar. 11th, 2009 11:12 pm (UTC)
Growing up Disney...
I fondly admit that a good deal of my childhood summers were spent pretending to be a Disney princess and memorizing the songs from the films. My Nana encouraged us to use our imaginations and she had all sorts of fairytale books for us to read and many an 80's prom dress at our disposal to play dress-up.

I was 4 when "Beauty and the Beast" came out on film, and instantly it became my favorite. Belle is one of the few characters who doesn't want to be saved. She wants adventure! The other Disney Princesses...well...were just lame. They just waited around for things to happen instead of going out there and doing what they wanted.

Fortunately for me, the vapid notions of "waiting for my prince" went out the window fairly fast. My sister is letting my niece watch the Princess movies and has been calling her "My little Princess" and whatnot. It's a bit revolting, so I try to counteract it by letting her watch "Wall-E" and "Cars" and reading some of my strong-heroine books to her. :)
Mar. 12th, 2009 02:01 am (UTC)
Re: Growing up Disney...
My sister in law is doing the same thing with my niece - encouraging the "Little Girly Girl" behaviour. She watches all the Princess movies, and - even worse - BARBIE movies. Ugh. At 4, the girl has what I consider a very unhealthy interest in marraige and husbands.

Unfortunately, I'm not around enough to counteract to any great extent, as they live 800km away. And when we stay there, I'm not allowed to watch alternative kids shows like Class of the Titans, Storm Hawks or Transformers, that might Give the Wrong Idea. I'm hoping I can be a more subtle influence when my niece gets older.
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Mar. 11th, 2009 11:56 pm (UTC)
I am weird, because I was the girl, in college, who on those rare occasions when a guy actually asked me out, would consider whether I thought a date with him would be more interesting than staying home and reading a good book...

Through a fluke of fate that I cannot explain, I met the perfect (for me) guy shortly after I joined the SCA, and we've been married 23 years now.
Mar. 12th, 2009 02:03 am (UTC)
Thank all the sweet Goddesses and saints watching over me that I did get over it - Many women don't, and still fervently buy into the idea that there's a Prince out there with their name on him.

I think this explains the popularity of Twilight - doesn't matter Edward is a stalker with violent tendences, he wuvs Bella, and he's only acting that way because he wuvs her so much. Urgh.
Mar. 12th, 2009 10:02 am (UTC)
I agree. It's deeply unhealthy - but the author seems to be a bit stuck in her own sexual fantasy, as she's actually said in interviews that if she had an Edward Cullen, she'd dump her husband in a heartbeat.

Poor man.
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Mar. 12th, 2009 10:09 pm (UTC)
Looks like you haven't got many guys weighing in, but my Beloved referenced in her journal, so here goes.

I am a Soldier. I deploy to distant lands that smell funny and have crazed inhabitants who desire earnestly to kill me. I need a wife who will manage the money and the house and the cars and her own mental health and still be supportive and loving and keep me from going too crazy.

I am terribly strong-willed, and a bit of an arrogant bastard in argument. I am incapable of respecting anyone who can't shut me down or who lets me run over her.

I am too old to find helplessness romantic, and I find competence a positive turn-on.

In short, the fairy-tale princess would have bored me to tears by the second date and that would have been about it. Fortunately, my Lady and I both decided to treat each other as actual living breathing adults rather than fantasy objects from the beginning so we don't have that problem.
Mar. 13th, 2009 05:34 pm (UTC)
"I find competence a positive turn-on."


I would be driven crazy by a man who "wanted to take care of me." I would probably kill him within a week or two.

And yes, there are men like dekarch out there--I've been happily married to one for the last 34 years.
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