"Gentlemen: give her a Valentine's Day she'll always remember: forget to buy her a card" -- Viz Top Tips
It's a funny thing to realise The Small Object of Desire and myself have been knocking about together for over a year now.
It's been a bit of a learning curve for both of us. I know now that there is no right answer to "Am I getting fat?" (The least worst answer seems to be: "Do you want this bar of chocolate?") And I hope she learns some day that if she's giving me a lift part way to work then I really don't care about getting out in The Right Parking Space in the car park we're not stopping at when I'm going to miss the bus because we've passed three bus stops and drove on by. (We won't mention "Dancing On Ice." Because I am a gentleman.)
The similarities between us are sometimes alarming. At some stage in the relationship we'll be able to arrange things such that we'll be sleeping at the house where the milk, bread and breakfast cereal are (the usual trick is to have the milk at her house and the cereal at mine, twenty miles away). And our finickitiness makes cooking ia challenge: I won't eat chicken or sea-life and she won't eat beans or anything green that isn't spinach or corned beef.
But we seem to be coping…
8 comments:
Ah I smell romance in the air.....smashing isn't it when its just the day by day together variety?
Farmville seems to be absent from my Facebook.stream this evening, I take this as a good sign!
Sxx
Something seems to be going right.
That sounds delightful: never boring, and that is important.
She eats green corned beef? Have you told her this isn't normal or is it still the elephant in the room?
I don't like the sound of green corned beef but the relation ship sounds healthy.
how sweet
Good answer to "am I fat?" It's a terrible question in the first place and it invites the worst answer I have heard: "I've seen fatter."
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