Why is it that we sometimes have dreams we really enjoy until we start to think about them the next morning when we wake up and come the the unsettling realization that the event that took place in your dreams wouldn’t really be that enjoyable in real life. In fact most of the times it would just be downright weird or even creepy.

Of course there are also those times when you find it difficult to decide whether or not the event would be enjoyable had it occurred in real life. Those times strike me as the most unsettling, because of the indecisiveness of the matter. At least in the first scenario you know how you feel, while with this it just leaves you feeling… well, that’s the point! You don’t know how it makes you feel. The thing is the event that you enjoyed so much in your dream is usually some sort of forbidden fruit that you technically shouldn’t want and at the very least shouldn’t enjoy when it happens. Yet you find yourself wondering…

This happened to me last night and I’m still wondering.

Anyone know how to contact the dreamweaver?

Hmmmmm....

With reference to my post of last week - 'Love & Marriage', I've stumbled upon the following:

"A pattern of late marriage may actually *increase* the rate of divorce. During that initial decade of physical adulthood, young people may not be getting married, but they’re still falling in love. They fall in love, and break up, and undergo terrible pain, but find that with time they get over it. They may do this many times. Gradually, they get used to it; they learn that they can give their hearts away, and take them back again; they learn to shield their hearts from access in the first place. They learn to approach a relationship with the goal of getting what they want, and keep their bags packed by the door. By the time they marry they may have had many opportunities to learn how to walk away from a promise. They’ve been training for divorce."


While I don't necessarily agree with everything in this rather lenghty post, the excerpt I posted above seems to make a lot of sense.

So happy as The Husband is flying back tonight after a weeklong business trip to Pretoria. Sadly the feeling will be shortlived as he flies back on Sunday for another week, but I’m trying to delay that thought until Sunday evening. In the meantime – utter bliss for the 48 hours that we’ll spend together.

Makes me think about these Hollywood types whose entire marriages play out like this. For us, luckily, this is only a temporary arrangement, for them, a way of life. Which begs the question of how stable such a marriage can be? Does absence really make the heart grow fonder or is out of sight, out of mind at the order of the day? For me, absence seems to make the heart grow fonder, but I do believe that this hinges on the fact that it’s only for a week at a time at most. When your spouse is away for 3 months filming on the other side of the world it’s hard to believe that your marriage can stay strong. Part of marriage surely is to grow together and be together and live together. I just can’t help but wonder what it’s like when they do spend time together. Can they see each other for who they really are or are both of them wearing rose-tinted glasses?

Seems to be a plausible explanation for the high rate of divorce in Hollywood. What I don’t understand is why so many of them get married so quickly, only to get divorced just as quickly. Surely one puts more thought into a life-changing decision such as marriage? Evidently not.

Problem is, people view marriage as just another step in their relationship “to prove my love for him/her”. They don’t seem to get that it is a life-long commitment. Of course, these days that's no longer a given with the ease of getting a divorce. Sure, there are some cases when a divorce is the best option, but I’d take a guess that’s only true in about 10% of the divorce cases around the world. The rest are just people not wanting to make an effort and not honouring a promise made to each other.

Do our promises mean so little these days?

Went to watch “Defending the Cavemen” at the Theatre on the Bay on Saturday night and let me tell you all the reviews were on the spot. The show is brilliant and it’s clear to see why it is now in it’s 10th year running. Alan Committie does a great job of exploiting the differences between the sexes for comedic relief, however manages to avoid it being offensive for either sex – quite a feat. I can highly recommend this show – it managed to clear up quite a few things for me along with the belly laughs it provided.

Back at work we’re busy developing a new product (well, when I say ‘we’, I mean my engineer-colleagues of course). However I’m expecting to play quite an important role in this as I have to perform a viability study at a certain juncture in the project. I’ve only just started to gather the information, and already this has provided for a few amusing incidents. When asked how long it would take to develop certain “keyable options” (watch me work that lingo…) the engineers responded with mild bafflement – it seems there was a bit of a communication gap between sales & development as sales is fully intent on selling these keyable options. However what I don’t understand was them asking me to explain these keyable options. Honestly, did they really think I’d be able to explain it to them? So I merely shrugged and referred each department to the other to sort it out. Aaahahhhhh the joys of being a bystander… (and simultaneously putting my colleagues to work!).