Pampering Myself

There is one week and two days to go until my marriage to D. Because of my fall and my subsequent broken toe there are still things that haven’t been done that need to be done (general tidying, checking that my make-up – which I buy but almost never wear – is useable for the day and trying on my wedding shoes).

Instead of doing my usual panicky, flapping around about things I’m taking it easy and not bothering to worry. I can’t plan for things like broken digits after all, so I just have to go with the flow on this one. There’s no choice for me in the matter.

Yesterday I successfully Freecycled some cuttings from my plant and D took me to my local salon for a long-overdue haircut. That was an achievement in itself, as I have to walk up a flight of concrete steps to reach the place, but they are very accommodating of my obvious disability, courteous, don’t try to rush me and my hairdresser of choice always does a sterling job on my hair. It is now in a graded bob which will look wonderful on the day of the wedding (I’m going bare-headed, as my hair is very fine and flattens easily).

My new jeans arrived today. I haven’t tried them on yet but they are a UK size 12. I might keep the size 14’s I have in case I ever gain weight again though.

I’ve spent the day searching for images of my favourite Vampire:

I thought he might make a refreshing change to the Doctor for my readers!

Actually, Spike is relevant to this post, as I have a long-standing interest in Vampires – ever since reading Bram Stoker’s Dracula as a teenager. I began reading everything I could find on the subject, from Vlad The Impaler to ancient and modern folklore. I learned about Nosferatu, and how they differ from the Vampires of today’s perception. Nosferatu and Vampires, if real, would possibly be two different species – the Nosferatu being more like a bloodthirsty Goblin and the Vampire being something that used to be human and still maintains that physical illusion to stalk its prey.

Then Spike arrived on the scene of Buffy The Vampire Slayer, with his paramour and Maker, Drusilla. The couple intrigued me from the first moment they were shown together and I began to see that – if such creatures truly existed – there was a softer side to the Vampire nature. Here I was, watching this strong, violent, infamous Vampire gently nurturing his ailing, probably insane lover – and I was hooked on their love story. It didn’t seem as though they were merely acting in a scene in a studio; the tenderness between them was so tangible that you could almost reach out and touch it.

I’ve forgotten who portrayed Drusilla now, but James Marsters made Spike very real to a wide audience. Allegedly he was intended to be a one-time character who got killed off by Buffy, but he proved so popular that Whedon had to write him in as a regular main character. After all he had a harder edge than Angel; he was sassier, louder, seemingly more confident, arrogant and a good deal better looking. Whedon still refers to Spike as his “Most complete character”.

Dru love?

I see Dru and Spike as a very real depiction of what love should be. Sometimes dark, always unpredictable, always beautiful. Undying, steadfast, endless and forever.

When D slides the ring on to my finger and the “forever” vows are made, we will both be meaning it. I have finally – after all these years – found my living, breathing version of the loyal Spike and I will never be stupid enough to drive him away or let him go. Like Dru herself, I am somewhat ailing in health because of my disability, but he has always, without fail, stood by me and supported me.

Who knew that one mythical Vampire and handsome actor could inspire a blog post about love? Each muse I find truly amazes me by its unexpected relevance to whatever it is that I wish to say.

About Missus Tribble

Media volunteer for Epilepsy Action (UK) and advocate for both epilepsy and autism awareness. Would like a Tardis when I grow up.
This entry was posted in 2012, Disability, Epilepsy, Family, Fandom, Health, James Marsters, Joss Whedon, Rumination, Spike, Wedding Plans. Bookmark the permalink.

15 Responses to Pampering Myself

  1. I am so happy for you! Blessings upon you both, and your marriage.

  2. willowdot21 says:

    Yes the muse comes from strange places. I find that you always write lovely enjoyable blogs!

  3. One week and a bit to go?! How exciting! I’m very impressed by your relaxed attitude – perhaps that’s because you know you’ve made the right choice πŸ™‚
    Health and happiness to you both, marriage is a wonderful blessing.

    • I used to be Little Miss Stress-A-Lot, but D has really grounded me and made me a calmer, more relaxed person. I see no point at all in worrying over something I have no control over (I can tidy the house any time, but my toe will only heal once and it has to heal properly).

      I’ve definitely made the right choice. Thank you πŸ™‚

  4. seventhvoice says:

    Loved this post. Congrats on the up coming wedding. My son and I absolutely adore Buffy, Angel, Spike, Willow and the rest of the Scooby vampire slaying gang = )

  5. Congratulations. Wonderful news. The post pays due homage to how you feel about the relationship. May the day and all the days that follow be filled with joy and wonder.

  6. HI Genna,
    I want to “pamper” you some more. I am awarding you the Versatile blogger award because I find your blog inspiring. If you don’t have time to do it with the wedding approaching no worries or just do it later. I just wanted to let you know how much I thought of your blog. SG

  7. littlesundog says:

    I’m getting excited for your wedding!! I have loved hearing about the details of your plans for the day… it’s going to be smashing AND beautiful!!

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