What qualities do you bring to your relationship

puppylover

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For me and Mr PL we compliment each other rather well I think.

He is more "feet on the ground" and brings me back from living in Puppy World, in that he helps me visit reality when necessary. :D He makes me believe in myself when sometimes I lack a confidence. :? He has no problem with most of my friends being male and letting me go off to play out with them when I want. :D He indulges me in my love for animals and doesnt go ballistic when i turn up with injured animals. All the things that make me appreciate him as a partner

Me - I like to plan and arrange daft things to do - I am the organiser /party person and I sometimes have to remind him that there is more to life than just work and planning for the future. :lol: When we sit down to discuss big stuff or analyse things I seem to have the ability to make him look at the bigger picture and help him to see the "ripple effects" from potential decisions he would make, and also to make him believe that his dreams are achievable. (although co-owning Everton Football Club is a bit beyond a dream I reckon.... :lol: :lol: )

What makes your relationship work?
 
Well i'm single but if i were in a relationship i'd bring...

Honesty
Integrity
Humour
Good looks
Wit
Charm
compassion
Intelligence
Creativity
General brilliance
Ingenuity
Thoughtfullness
Understanding
Modesty

And so much more......

:lol: :lol: :lol:
 
N8 said:
Well i'm single but if i were in a relationship i'd bring...

Honesty
Integrity
Humour
Good looks
Wit
Charm
compassion
Intelligence
Creativity
General brilliance
Ingenuity
Thoughtfullness
Understanding
Modesty

And so much more......

:lol: :lol: :lol:

WOW - what a catch you'd be!! So tell me again, why you single??? :lol:
 
The current is the sweetest, most good natured, kind person in the world. She reminds me that love matters more than money or popularity, when both have been my Gods before. She is patient, even with my impatience and she stands up to to me on behalf of people I love but sometimes steam-roll over. And because, most of time, I would rather spend my spare time with her than go out on two day benders, she saves me from myself.

I pay for dinner. Although sometimes, so does she.

Not that I've got her on a pedestal or anything.... :lol:
 
I too indulge my missus' love for animals (oo'er)

I drove to Berwick upon tweed to an bird sanctuary with an injured Puffin the weekend before last (a long journey).

Unfortunately it died enroute. The vet still wanted me to bring it in for a post mortem, so i did. when i got there i handed over the puffin and the scottish vet started talking about the wave of Puffin deaths in the area.

However. as rigamortis began to set in, the vet got carried away with a point he was making (about huge sea trawlers depleted the natural food of the puffin (sand eels)) and he forgot he had this stiff as a board puffin in his hand and he's gesticulating wildly waving this dead puffin around in the air.

It was nipping myself to stop myself laughing but i let out a huge snort of a laugh and made my excuses and staggered out laughing my back off.

I drove home crying with laughter while my missus sobbed miserably in the back seat.
 
MARKB said:
I too indulge my missus' love for animals (oo'er)

I drove to Berwick upon tweed to an bird sanctuary with an injured Puffin the weekend before last (a long journey).

Unfortunately it died enroute. The vet still wanted me to bring it in for a post mortem, so i did. when i got there i handed over the puffin and the scottish vet started talking about the wave of Puffin deaths in the area.

However. as rigamortis began to set in, the vet got carried away with a point he was making (about huge sea trawlers depleted the natural food of the puffin (sand eels)) and he forgot he had this stiff as a board puffin in his hand and he's gesticulating wildly waving this dead puffin around in the air.

It was nipping myself to stop myself laughing but i let out a huge snort of a laugh and made my excuses and staggered out laughing my back off.

I drove home crying with laughter while my missus sobbed miserably in the back seat.

Tea sprayed even though I love the animals, I do :lol:
 
MARKB said:
I too indulge my missus' love for animals (oo'er)

I drove to Berwick upon tweed to an bird sanctuary with an injured Puffin the weekend before last (a long journey).

Unfortunately it died enroute. The vet still wanted me to bring it in for a post mortem, so i did. when i got there i handed over the puffin and the scottish vet started talking about the wave of Puffin deaths in the area.

However. as rigamortis began to set in, the vet got carried away with a point he was making (about huge sea trawlers depleted the natural food of the puffin (sand eels)) and he forgot he had this stiff as a board puffin in his hand and he's gesticulating wildly waving this dead puffin around in the air.

It was nipping myself to stop myself laughing but i let out a huge snort of a laugh and made my excuses and staggered out laughing my back off.

I drove home crying with laughter while my missus sobbed miserably in the back seat.

'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This puffin is no more! He has ceased to be! 'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker! 'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace! If you hadn't nailed 'im to the perch 'e'd be pushing up the daisies! 'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig! 'E's kicked the bucket, 'e's shuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisibile!! THIS IS AN EX-PUFFIN!!
 
She also turned up with a Magpie a few years back, which I dutifully took to the vets, who we both know very well (unsurprisingly considering i'm married to doctor bloody dolittle)

The vet told me: "It's too weak to survive I'll have to put it down"

Me to missus back Home: " The Vet says it'll be okay"(to save an evening of sadness)

Next bloody week missus takes cats into vet for check up (unbeknown to me)

Missus to vet: "Good news about the magpie"

Vet : "Yes at least it died here before a cat got to it"

Missus to me: " XX@@@XXX~~XX!!!"

Note to self: you're not half as clever as you think you are
 
Pep feeds everyday my confidence in myself, and when I go paranoid he knows how to slap me (figurative) and get back to reality. He is the most "mañana" persone I've ever met and I love it cos he always sort out great last minute plans. He allows me to have my own life, I have lots of male friends and he doesn't care if I spend a night or a weekend playing with them, probably cos he has his own life too and have lots of female friends and I don't care if he goes out with them :D

Pep is an artist so pragmastism it's not his strong point, that's me, family logistic and common sense, he has a personal assistant and he doesn't forget anymore her mom's birthday or all that things. I also bring lots of antics all day long, and patience, cos he has lots of hobbies and he has a job that takes him lots and lots of hours and I'm putting up with it with no problem
 
MARKB said:
I too indulge my missus' love for animals (oo'er)

I drove to Berwick upon tweed to an bird sanctuary with an injured Puffin the weekend before last (a long journey).

Unfortunately it died enroute. The vet still wanted me to bring it in for a post mortem, so i did. when i got there i handed over the puffin and the scottish vet started talking about the wave of Puffin deaths in the area.

However. as rigamortis began to set in, the vet got carried away with a point he was making (about huge sea trawlers depleted the natural food of the puffin (sand eels)) and he forgot he had this stiff as a board puffin in his hand and he's gesticulating wildly waving this dead puffin around in the air.

It was nipping myself to stop myself laughing but i let out a huge snort of a laugh and made my excuses and staggered out laughing my back off.

I drove home crying with laughter while my missus sobbed miserably in the back seat.

That is so sad/funny....

Similar story with me and Mr PL - we were at the beach with the dogs a couple of years back and it had been really rough seas (Spring tides) and there were massive surges of waves into a little bay there, we found a seal pup which kept being washed back into the bay and every time it tried to swim out it kept getting battered on the rocks and forced back onto the beach. :cry: :cry:
Mr PL stayed with it - well as near as he could (cos it kept snapping and hissing at him) just to keep other dog walkers away.. I spent about 1 hour running up and down the steps at the beach (if you have ever been to King Edwards Bay next to the ruined Priory, Tynemouth you will realise what a task that was!!) I rang the RSPCA, PDSA, for info and both of them kept telling me that the nearest seal sanctury was on the coast of N Yorkshire or Scotland and the seal would probably die in transit with shock of being moved and that we should just leave it.... I was sobbing by this point ready to get it home and keep it in the bath :roll: :roll: (harbouring romantic notions of nursing it back to strength and releasing it to its mother who would obviously be waiting for it in the Bay!)
I ended up ringing the Coastguards (just round the corner) in a pathetic state and demanding that they came out with a boat to put the seal further out than the waves to give it a fighting chance of making it out of the rough water to the calm water - I couldnt believe it - they actually did that with their motorised dinghy thing......
By the time I got back to Mr PL and the Seal - it had moved really close to him and was nuzzling his sleeve..... I was so moved it was fantastic to see!!
Dont know if the seal made it, but at least we tried..... I hope it did - it would have in "puppy world"... ;)
 
He's got the looks and ive got the brains ;) :lol:
Only joking, Mr. FHK is 6 years older than me and although I agree age is 'only a number' but i think the age differences is really complimentary as he is not jealous, not clingy, not possessive, we dont have silly rows as friends of mine who are going out with fellas the same age do.
His outlook towards our relationship has had a massive positive effect on me, not only do we have each other as best friends and get on so well but also we both exist as individuals not just as "Shane and Laura" which i think is important.
He's supported me in everything that I want to acheive and encouraged me wether it be Sport, holidays, and University where he has stuck by me living away and drove hundreds of miles to come and visit every single week. Because of his commitment and understanding it has made me both more committed and more understanding.
I am tollerant when he's tired, upset and wound up through work and provide the scattiness and the ditziness which provides most the humour for our relationship!
Anything else i bring- you'd have to ask him!! :lol:
 
Tom is really laid-back and never gets stressed bout stuff so if I'm ever stressing about things he shows me that in the scheme of things it's irrelevant.

He would go out of his way to do anything for me, even when I have got myself into yet more minxiness and he is driving round London Town in the middle of the night trying to locate me :roll: :lol: he never moans and just accepts it's part of me.

He never tries to change me (as above) and loves me for who I am.

He's got the funniest driest sense of humour.

He completely looks after me and I always feel safe when I'm with him.

He does so many little gestures for me that mean the world to me.

I make Tom more outgoing and confident, he can be quite shy round people he doesn't know and I bring him out of that.

I help him be organised cos if he didn't have me he'd live in his little stoned world half the time :lol:

I make him a bit more mad and random, BS (Before Sar) he used to go clubbing, come home, smoke, sleep (boring 8O )and I've introduced him to the world of the Oak and closing roads and aftershow antics and now he realises what he's been missing out when he's been embracing this sleep malarky :lol:

And I'm happy to watch hours of football with him and try to have intellectual conversations bout Chelsea and cheer him up when Chelsea lose ;)
 
FunkyHouseKitten said:
Only joking, Mr. FHK is 6 years older than me and although I agree age is 'only a number' but i think the age differences is really complimentary as he is not jealous, not clingy, not possessive, we dont have silly rows as friends of mine who are going out with fellas the same age do.
His outlook towards our relationship has had a massive positive effect on me, not only do we have each other as best friends and get on so well but also we both exist as individuals not just as "Shane and Laura" which i think is important.

Funky, do you really think age difference gives a change?
Pep is same age than me and he is not jealous, not possessive and I would say he is not clingy but I don't know whath it mean 8O :lol:
I'm not possessive or jealous and never been, so probalby it's not a matter of age.

Loving that individual quote ;)
 
puppylover said:
For me and Mr PL we compliment each other rather well I think.

He is more "feet on the ground" and brings me back from living in Puppy World, in that he helps me visit reality when necessary. :D He makes me believe in myself when sometimes I lack a confidence. :? He has no problem with most of my friends being male and letting me go off to play out with them when I want. :D He indulges me in my love for animals and doesnt go ballistic when i turn up with injured animals. All the things that make me appreciate him as a partner

Me - I like to plan and arrange daft things to do - I am the organiser /party person and I sometimes have to remind him that there is more to life than just work and planning for the future. :lol: When we sit down to discuss big stuff or analyse things I seem to have the ability to make him look at the bigger picture and help him to see the "ripple effects" from potential decisions he would make, and also to make him believe that his dreams are achievable. (although co-owning Everton Football Club is a bit beyond a dream I reckon.... :lol: :lol: )

What makes your relationship work?

wow thats pretty much me and my gorgeous Mrs down to a T. She's the crazy one, i'm a bit too sensible. but she makes me come out of my shell and i stop her going too crazy. :D
 
silvia said:
Funky, do you really think age difference gives a change?
Pep is same age than me and he is not jealous, not possessive and I would say he is not clingy but I don't know whath it mean 8O :lol:
I'm not possessive or jealous and never been, so probalby it's not a matter of age.
You're probably right, it probably is just down to him being him rather than his age. It is just a noticable difference between him and some of my friend's fellas who are younger- but having said this, there are most likely older blokes who are both jealous and possessive!
So i think you are probably right Silv, it's probably more of a personality trait. :D
 
After reading the replies to my post I have come to the conclusion that we all have extremely good relationships, we are aware of what makes our significant others "tick", we appreciate them for who they are as do they with us....

I think we are all destined to go the distance and will be having this conversation when we are celebrating our Diamond anniversaries......

Well done us!! :D
 
Wow what a great thread :D

I don't know if I'm the only one who's trying to find the word's to answer this thread.... I don't quite know where to start 8O Anyone's who knows me and Jon know how we "compliment" eachother :lol:

To be honest, all I can say is that with me and Jon it's like 2 bits of a puzzle, when you put them together they just feel right. We've been going out for nearly 5 years and still there's never a dull or boring moment in our lives. We're ultimately best friends as well as...*ahem* lovers :!: :oops:

We balance eachother off in different ways... when it comes to being sociable and going out, quite often I'll be the "boring" one who likes her nice quiet nights in ;) Whereas Jon is the party animal who will want to carry a night on until he literally drops (or I have to drag him home :x )

On the other hand, Jon is the most sensible person I know when it comes to money/organisation. I am hopeless with money, and ALWAYS late, unorganised, unreliable :oops: Jon organises me money for me, tells me how much to take on nights out, what to pay off my credit card etc :lol:

A lot of people say that me and Jon are like a double act... I've got a very dry, synical sense of humour, whereas Jon has this lovely, innocent, pure humour that can't help make people laugh :lol:

Anyway I could bang on about how great we are all day... but you'll just have to believe me... ;)
 
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