my week

Okay, so my fourth blog, and it has taken a week to write, thanks work! Anyway this blog will be about my week with my fiance, my week of fun.

So I flew out late Wednesday. The journey there was hellish, the train had a delightful mother and child. As is the way with modern parenting in England, this means the brat runs arounf as much as it likes, and the mother shouts alot, achieving nothing other than amassing the hatred of everyone else in the carriage. Then at Gatwick there was a chav conference, everywhere you looked, there were chavs. This was to be expected, but I had forgotten. Eventually I got on the plane, and 2 hours later I had my queen back in my arms, hmmmmmmm, so happy.

So Thursday, my baby went to work as normal. As is equally normal, I meet her at lunch time, and we both have nice panini. Then I went to the park, where I finished my book, and fill myself with 2litres of pear juice. I then picked her up from work, and on the way home we buy some clothes. We then had a nice meal, pork chops, ribs, and chips followed by a film, Hot Rod. Friday follows the same format really, with me filling myself with another 2L of pear juice. By this point the mosquitto a.b.p. has been issued. They visited me alot on Thursday night, and tried to visit in the park too, where I killed 11 of the sods trying to suck my blood. On the way back from work, we pick up our provisions abd drive to the mountains. On the way there was a miracle, we DIDN`T get lost, and with the exception of the power steering going we arrived with no hiccups. Now being very hungry we went to the taverna and had lovely pizzas followed by apple pie, yumm. The evening flys by, and I win at Risk, hurrah!!!!!!!1

Sabato. We woke up at 10, had quick breakfast drinks and headed for the zoo. I guess neither of us expected much, but it was lots of fun. The definate leaders in the best animals awards were the pair of Siberian tigers. They were so happy together, they had play fights, then kissed and made up, and did it all again. Other cuties were the Cheetahs(who were abit fat, but who am I to talk,lol), the hippos, elephants and Zebras. The only bad things(if there were any) was the train, and the prairie dogs which ere no where to be seen. Most of the animals were lazy, but it was hot so who can blame them. After spending some money in the shop we headed home, there I cooked boritos/fajitas, which was the first time Chiara had eaten them, but she appeared to like them. Sunday was a blink and you miss it day. We went for a walk in the muntains, had foccacia and cheese for lunch and headed home. We drove back the quick way, rather than the cute way, so it took ages. We fed Lupin(who had to eat early),and then an hour after to his suprise, and disgust took his food away(he had a suprise blood test the next morning). Then we went off for an indian meal, I ate way too much, but it was worth it, and we slowly walked home with gelati in hand.

Monday,followed the usual pattern, the blood test went well, it was funny seeing "innocent" Lupin. Luch was a big mac meal, a sacrifice my angel made for me so we cold obtain some cool glasses. After downing yet more pear juice in the park we meet up after work. To our frustration Carlo had told Chiara work was quiet, and that she could have Thurs and Fri off, hmmm, couldn`t you have done this the week before?????? Anyway, I get a new suitcase,and we go home. The meal was steak and chips, and was delightful sadly the actual event of dinner wasn`t as great, and my angel was brought down. I tried to pick her up, and we watched a crazy film called Hellapollooza(spelt wrong). Even the new perfumes I gave her couldn`t pick her up though, and in truth, I was relieved I was there,so for once, in one of these times, I could give her a big big hug..

Sadly after Monday comes Tuesday, and I had to go home. I meet her for lunch as usual, and went to the airport. Here an annoying man told us we had to wait 10minutes before I could check in, so I did so 10mins later, and get number 23, so did I REALLY HAVE TO WAIT 10MINS? WHY DIDN`T THE OTHER 22 PEOPLE.? The flight home sucked,and leaving her becomes no easier, quite the opposite.
Well the point is I want to thank my angel for a grat week, a week with lots more fun, and lots more memories. I love you so much, and I love spending every minute with you, I can`t wait until we finally live together.

finally

So, as you can tell from the last 2 blogs, I am very much in love, and very happy. As such, I will, and am willing to do anything to make my fiance, my Chiara as happy as she makes me. Sdlt, there is one thing in which I have been slightly lazy with, in fact, it has taken almost 2 years to finally get me started. Until about a month ago, I have tried, but not with any real commitment or dedication, and due to this it progressed no where, or at a snails pace at best. This has now changed, and thanks to my angel, I am slowly, very slowly, learning Italian.

Now some people are good with languages, my fiance being one of those people, sadly, I am not. Some languages are easy, but Italian is not. Until now, I was teaching myself from a book, but being a bloke I didn`t follow the instructions very well. Add to that, I couldn`t hear the language, and more importantly, without someone to correct me, I lost motivation rapidly, while my Italian never really improved. I don`t know why, but since my last visit, (when I guess I really felt like I had let her mother down) we started to practice on the phone. I am learning and using words and phrases, and although it isn`t a quick process, I am learning. Despite saying the opposite, I am sure my angel must be getting frustrated by my slow progress, making the same mistakes time after time. I am English(or think in English anyway), but technically my first language is French, and these 2 are hindering me, or that is my excuse,lol. I will see a word, and I will not pronounce it as an English person would, but I definately do do it as a Frenchman would, or both!......

I think I am making progress though(should ask my fiance). It would be really good to be able to talk to the family by myself. I can and usually could get the gist of what was said to me, if it were spoken slowly. If it is done at normal pace, I guess they just get the look of a confussed goldfish from me. this is also improving, but again slowly. I know when my life is finally complete, and we live together we can, and will practice more, but for now, I must stick with my classes, and hope everyone, especially my teacher, keeps their patience.

Thank you blog

Ok, I really doubt anyone is reading these because no one really cares, but if they are, good news, this one is shorter! So what is it about? Well this is a thank you, a thank you to my darling fiance, and all the things she has given me.

So what has she given me? I`m not talking about material things, although she has given me alot of presents. She has given me someone I can love, someone whom I can cherish and adore. She has allowed me to fall in love with her, and rather than run away like most people would, she has just reciprocated these feelings. I really can`t believe it, that someone can love me, and want to live with me! I can`t believe the amount of love she gives me, and how she doesn` t get annoyed by me, and most of all, I can`t believe the way she makes me feel when I am with her.

As if this wasn`t enough, she has given me countless memories. our holidays together, our birthdays, our christmas`, infact every second we have spent together. We are perfect together, we have not had a single arguement, infact not even a raised word. I can`t remember my life before her, and certainly can`t imagine it without her. Before her, I was just an empty shell, I had no purpose in life, I was just an empty void. Now I know I have a raison d`etre. I am on this planet to be with her, to make her happy, to fill every minute of her life with happiness, and make her feel like the queen, the devine spirit she is. This is another reason I need to thank her, for giving me this reason.

Anything else? Of course! She said yes when I proposed, making me feel like the luckiest man alive, and if this isn`t something I need to thank her for, then you must be crazy. I need to thank her for giving me a whole new family, and for making me feel alive. There are of course the material things too, and most of all in these word stand my army of smurfs.

There is one final thing, other than giving me her life, and our life together . She has given me a purpose, and a task, and I even feel wanted. The task, this final thing, is one of those things that could backfire on me,but I do it with a smile on my face, and with whole hearted commitment. This task? To get her to see, the beautiful, intelligent, radiant, sexy , kind hearted woman I see. If I can do this, even if I can get here to see just 10% of what I see, then I `ll be happy.If this does go wrong for me, and having seen how amazing she is, she finally realises she can do so much better than me, I loose her, I wil still be happy, as she will be happy, and my task is done. Of course, I prey she never does want to leave me.

So thank you Chiara,thank you for entering my life, thank you for everything you do for me, thank you for letting me be a part of you life, thank you for letting me love you, and thank you for saying you want to spend the rest of your life with me. Non ti merito mia regina

My first blog

So, I have opened this blogspace to help document the next 18-24months of my life, which should well be the best 2 years of my life.

Obviously, these 2 years haven`t just appeared from no where, and so, to do this justice, I need to mention, and review the last 28months of my life. These up to this moment, have again been the best 28months of my life. So lets review, and go back to the most important day of my life to date. Thus, we rewind time to 26.2.06, the start of my dolce vita.

On this day, I was searching people on myspace, looking for people with similar interests. I found a few people, one of which was a girl who lived in Milano, a girl named Chiara. I sent a friend request, and the following day it was accepted, and I found a lovely message. We started to message each other on a regular basis, and our friendship grew and grew. On the 13.3.06 she showed me what an amazing person she was, she really stood up as a friend, sent some amazing words, and supported me through what was a very hard day. To say this stunned me would be an understatement, this person, who I had only known for a few weeks really helped me. She cared for me, something which my established friends had never done on this day.

Five days after that, while chatting online, we both confessed our feelings to each other. We both said that we felt this was more than a friendship. So quietly, and unknown to any of my friends, and most of hers we became boyfriend and girlfriend, despite being miles apart. Chiara being a girl, soon told the rest of her friends, but I , for fear of this being not real, a cruel joke, or a figment of my imagination, kept it secret. Not long after this, some point in April, we finally spoke for real, on the phone. I heard this stunning voice, a voice which captivated me. As usual, it was her that made this first call, my brave Chiara. By this point, both of us lived on our pcs, chatting from the moment we returned from work, until the early hours, even eating infront of the pc at times. By now, I was deeply in love, but still kept in secret, not being able to believe an angel like this, could possibly want someone like me in her life.

This led to our next big landmark, and again, I was stunned by the bravery of my Chiara. At some point in May we organised something, and on 29.7.06, after a long flight, and longer train journey, my brave Chiara, was here in England. She travelled all alone, and as I waited at the train station, I must admit I was a bag of nerves., then infront of me, was this stunning girl. A girl who took my breath away with her beauty, and as they say, you could have knocked me down with a feather. She had travelled for hours and hours just to see me, and not only was she sweet,and caring, and intelligent, but she was drop dead gorgeous, beautiful beyond all my dreams. We then spent the next 10 glorious days together. While doing this we apparently scared some people, so as we spent every minute together, enjoying minute after minute, second after second, some of my friends(who of course still didn`t know anything) thought I had vanished, or died, even sending one of them around to my house to see if they could see a dead body.

By now, after all this time together for real, rather than virtually, she had stolen my heart, and my soull. Our relationship grew and grew, and we saw each other again later that year. then came Christmas, and since I was stuck at the hell that is work, as a late Christmas treat, my Chiara came and visited me for the new year. We had a delayed Christmas, with full dinner, and this just confirmed the thoughts in my head, the fact that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this girl. Why she did, and still does want to spend the rest of her life with me is a mystery.

Our 1st anniversary came in Prague, our 1st holiday together. A holiday which has so many memories, memories which I will never, ever forget. After this, we returned to Milan, and I met her mother fo rthe 1st time ever. She made me feel so welcome, and I felt like I was part of the family straight away. In the year that followed, we had many more highlights. Birthdays together, meeting her father(who apart from attacking me with an axe,lol)made me feel very welcome. We had more trips together including Verona and Lisbon. We had our 1st real tests as a couple, and came through each one even stronger, working as a team, strong and united. I met,and she met each others friends. I having met almost all of hers, and her most of mine(some are still missing). Amazingly, she even agreed to meetmy family for the 1st time at my cousins, Adriana`s wedding. Here again, she won them over, and when we visited again later in the year, so both parties could really get to know each other, they fell in love with her.

By this point, we had our talks, and on a day in the summer of 07, during a walk in our woods, we did the great survey. At the end of this detailed survey, we had an answe, and I guess thanks to Starbucks, we decided that she should move to England, rather than me to Italy. We saw 07 end, and 08 start together, and had our 1st actual christmas together. For our anniversary we went to Athens, city of antiquity,culture,smoking and porn. This was another unforgettable holiday, and has led to the current best day of my life. On the day of our 2nd anniv(ish) I proposed, and crazy Chiara said yes, making me the happiest man alive, as I had Chiara as my fiance. That was the best day of my life to date. This day can only possibly be surpassed by 2 events, and maybe 3. These are the reason for starting this blog, and I guess amongst the other blogs that might be posted before them, they will be the key ones. Before I list these future dates, I will briefly touch on the months following our engagement. They have proved to me how strong we are, how we can fight anything we face and beat it. So we have had a long w/e in York, which was alot of fun, we have had some great days together, and have had some challenges. We have risen to these challenges,and despite the fact I can`t do too much to help, we are fighting well, and beating the problems we face, as a compact unit.

So I end this long blog, but since it was a review of 28months i think it isn`t too long.
But what of these other days? Well the only days that can possibly make me happier than the day she said yes will be these one. The first, which should hopefully be early next year, will be the day my angel finally moves in with me and we start our lives together. The second which should be late next year, will be our wedding, the day Chiara becomes my wife, this is a day I imagine at least once a week. The third, the only other possible day that could compete with the day she said yes, would be the day we have our child.
thank you for reading, I hope I haven`t bored you