Men

I watched Made of Honour tonight on TV and I loved the bit where they all go to Scotland. One of the main characters finds a man there and that's what I want to do. I want to find my future husband there. There are so many things I want to do in my life, like live in New Zealand for a while, and I just hope that if I find a UK husband that it'll all work out. I fantasize about it a lot and wonder where we would get married -- here or there, or two weddings -- and where we would live -- again here or there -- and I just hope if I find him there that it will all work out. I had an interesting thought and maybe a little inappropriate to do with Yorick, that he would come to the UK and find me and ask for me back. Pfft. Seef. He might go and have lots of flings but I'll shove that right in his face when I find my husband. I'm better than he is. He's so messed up and has always had that in him. I will do way better than him. Sometimes, like tonight, I miss our New Zealand and Vanuatu trips together. I loved those places so much and liked how they went with him as my companion. That's my kind of holiday, having someone who wants to do all the same things as I do and have thoughts about what else to do. I liked that a lot. I miss those places more than I miss him. I do miss what we had there though. Whenever I think of us it's when we were on holiday. It's that I remember the most. Sure I remember being at home sometimes but it's mostly in those last few weeks, when we were putting things in boxes and weren't really talking. That's all I have in my mind. I suppose that will help me get through things. I'm fine about it all, really, it's just sometimes I miss particular things. I don't like who he is so that makes it easy. Hmm.