The value of honesty in a relationship has been stressed so many times by older people and a number of magazine articles and talk shows. Then again, there’s a very fine line between being honest and being brutally frank. The other night, I told him that he was the “pogi-est” (i.e. most good-looking) and that he’s probably #1. Aware of my imperfections and hoping for a bit of sugar-coating (fine, LOTS and LOTS of sugar-coating = [sugar-coating x 101000] ). I was hoping he’s blurt out number twenty-something. But #30? #30?! I kept on repeating that number that night. He explained that if I he told me that I was #1 on his list too, I’d tell him that he is lying (which is most probably what I’ll be saying anyway). In the end, I don’t really know what answer I’m looking for. I guess I shouldn’t have started that conversation! Ha. A lot of the times, relationships get more and more complicated when someone reads too much between the lines and magnifies tiny issues. I guess in the end, we just have to cut ourselves some slack & don’t stress over the small stuff.
P.S. Seize the
day! cake! 😉