Love is something people don't usually talk about unless they've just fallen in or out of it. We are all capable of feeling love and giving love, but what is our own definition of love, or being in love? What makes love? For the purpose of this conversation, I'm only referring to love in the romantic sense, not the family or friends or "boy I love my dog" sense.
I was asked if I had ever been in love before. My immediate response was "yes, of course". But then I started to think about it. Have I ever been in love? I had said yes because I have been in relationships before, but is that love? There's always the honeymoon stage of any relationship, that's scientifically proven. But what about the remaining time in a relationship? Seems like people fall in and out of love so easily, so what is love and what makes it last for those who are clearly in love after many many many years of companionship?
So give it some thought people, what's your definition of love? Are you understanding your partners and making sure that you are both being shown love in the way you want? Remember, that's a two way street, if they will love you in your way, you must love them in theirs.
Now on to a lighter note. I had recently made a trip to Victoria with a bunch of friends as we were all participating in the Times Colonist 10K. What a weekend! Such an amazing time, I'm really lucky to have the people in my life that I do. There's too much to tell so I will share one of the crazy events.
On the ferry ride home, Christine and I decided to get a special snack from the vending machine. Christine made her move first, putting in her $2, punching in 112 for a bag of White Cheddar Popcorn. As the vending machine was doing its thing, I had decided on Hickory Sticks. All was good until it became quite clear that Christine was not going to get her popcorn as it was balanced just so on the ledge, never dropping from it's spot. I guess I too was going to have popcorn as my bag would technically in theory push her bag off the ledge and land at the bottom with mind. Did I mention that this would happen in theory?
Of course that's not what happened, not even slightly. Now my bag was on top of Christine's bag, both hanging off of the ledge. So it made sense for us to put another $2 in to see if we could get the machine to drop our two bags, the only two bags of popcorn left. This did not happen. So being lucky that I am, I thought that my $2 would do the trick. It of course did not.
Brad and Jessica came around the corner and asked what we were up too. We explained our situation and that we just wasted $8. A nice guy offered to shake the machine for us. Nothing. A girl had mentioned that if you go find someone of the ferry, they will refund your money. A fine plan. So we left Brad and Jessica guarding our machine as we made our way to the gift shop. The nice lady there told us to go to the cafeteria. There, after filling out some paperwork, the nice young man gave us $4 back (I didn't tell him that we actually had spent $8, that would make us look foolish). We made our way back to the machine where Brad and Jessica had so kindly protected it from people tempted to put $2 in for our popcorn. They did however let people use the machine if they were selecting other items. They even helped out a kid who didn't know how to use it.
This was helpful because a girl had purchased the bag of chips that was next to our popcorn, which made our popcorn move. So Brad suggested that we buy the bag of chips on the other side and that should do the trick. OMG, it worked!!! Sort of. As we all stood around watching in excitement, only one bag dropped, the other got stuck half way down. YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME. I had to put a further $2 to buy the bag of Sun Chips which pushed the last bag of popcorn down. Dear Lord. 20 minutes and $12 later we got two bags of popcorn, Sun Chips and All Dressed chips. Needless to say we weren't in the mood for any of them at that point but more importantly, the vending machine didn't win. :)
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