So, I just finished Jude Deveraux's REMEMBERANCE, and i wont bore you with the big plot but lets just say that a woman finds out that she cant find love in THIS life because she and her man royally (and I do mean royally) screwed up their chance four hundred years prior and she finds a way to go back and fix it.
Would that I could be so lucky. I hate when Jude pulls me like this because then all I can think of is what did I do to royally fuck up my love life? How can I fix it? Theres gotta be someway to fix it. If its a matter of past lives and curses like in this book, then my past life put a whopper of a curse down. Rather like the undertaker does in WWF. Or did, its been awhile since i watch the great mans soap opera....
Her curse on him was, "may you always love me and want me but never have me!" The resu?t of this was he married her a few hundred years later but could not do do the deed in bed but he still long for her. His curse was "may you never love anyone BUT me" not really so much of a curse but the present day character had a man and let him go because she didnt really love him...
Makes me wonder. Did i lay a smackdown curse on someone and in return i got "may you be attracted to many but tounge tied to all"? I mean a great many (okay to date five) guys have made my mouth water and my knees turn to spaghetti but my tounge swelled up and refused to pass any cohearant sentences so i ended up looking stupid to all of them. (Of Course one of them if the true personification of asshole NO NOT RANDY... He never tounge tied me) and four of them are on my facebook (good luck with that one!) I still ended up looking stupid to them.
No matter how i bat my eyes or the fact that i could get a man to marry me with probably a day of wife like duties (i can so reach a base part of a man with my cooking. Shut up i know its vain but dammit i can cook my ass off) maybe a week to be sure, but not one of the guys i have ever been attracted to looked passed the fact that i was a lot shy word wise, a little chunky looks wise and a little black race wise. (Oh Come off it, grow up where i did and be one of fifty blacks in a sea of caucasians and see if you dont have just a little bit of insecurity and angst... I happen to know that the sheer fact that i am black kept one guy... Yes the asshole one... From giving me the time of day.)
I have never known love, that much is true. I have never been in love. Hell, I have never even been kissed. (You Dont need lips to make babies... A couple gallons of alcohol maybe... But not lips.) I have never even made love. (I Pity any man who is reading this right now because only a woman would understand that last bit. I have had sex to count at least three times (hehe i made a funny) but i have never made love.)
Am I really asking too much to want to be a mans sun moon and stars? To want to be someone's North pole, south paw, left brain and right hand? It looks like i am asking for every single bit of him but he has to understand he will be the same to me as I am to him.
Ah well, like i said, I hate it when Jude draws me in like that. She makes me think. Think about everything. She makes the voices in my head fairly shout at me.
Do you know i think if i could conduct a courting with just written words i would never have a problem? With my hands i can say anything. With my mouth, not so much.
What did i do to piss someone into cursing me like that?? Damn...
Single and blogging is considering seeing a phychic...
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