Showing posts with label nauseating. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nauseating. Show all posts

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Happy Valentines Day

I love love. That feeling that oozes out, those tingles and I'm happy to say that I still feel this way after all these months - 11 to be exact. How long is the honeymoon phase supposed to last?
I'd like to think it doesn't have to end and so far I'm testament to that.

Perhaps I've become one of those nauseating couples. The "get-a-room" couple. Although, in public we're pretty well behaved.

I made breakfast in bed this morning. Cheesy scrambled egg and bacon. I tried to cut the toast into heart shapes but that became bird food and I had to toast more bread. I received a gorgeous bunch of roses and a little teddy on a stick peeking out of the roses. The card is always sentimental to me. Words are so powerful.
I had planned for us to have a picnic. I even bought a proper picnic blanket and basket for goodness sake. Well I woke up to rain, so those plans went out the window when I saw the weather. How crap. Although, it ended up being awesome - didn't get out bed at all. There is something about rainy weather and cuddling.

Are you nauseous yet? No. Good. Let me continue then.

Where did I find him? He booked Valentines Day Dinner a month ago. Apparently you can't get a booking at this restaurant on any ordinary day, let alone a special occasion, so he got in early. What man thinks about V day a month ago, let alone plans anything? See why I'm keeping him?
I still don't know where I'm going, all I know is that I have to be ready by 8pm and I have to wear something smart.

Oh, you look a little green around the gills. Alright, I'm going to stop now...

Happy Valentines Day sexy people ... Hope you're being as spoilt as I am and if not, well, spoil yourself. Nothing like some self loving ;-)


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Tuesday, September 23, 2008

To be continued....

There is nothing more off putting than a man talking loudly (in public) about money. I don't know what it is, but I hate it. I think it is the unsexiest thing ever. It's normally around women too. Do you really think I'm going to be impressed? Clearly you do. Do you really think that I'm going to swoon in, flutter my eyelashes and whisper, huskily: I want to have your babies!
Argh! I was sitting having some breakfast this morning with Special K. I noticed him noticing us in his really subtle way. His friend joined him a few minutes later and they both started staring.
Um...we can see you!! Just letting you know.
All of a sudden Jerk 1 said (no, let's be fair...projected loudly) to Jerk 2: I can't handle the bank phoning me all the time! My platinum credit card is fully paid and they've wanted to add an extra few hundred thousand into my credit.
Jerk 2: Oh dude. Hate it when that happens. I just got an amazing raise and I'm wondering if I should buy the Audi TT or the new BMW.
Jerk 1: Tough choice. Buy them both!
Jerk 2: Great idea!

Fuck, I wanted to vomit. They kept looking over to see if we had heard them and to see if we we're, I don't know, gold digging bitches who would cover them like ants on cream soda.
Special K and I ignored them flat and actually moved tables. They were speaking so loud it was actually difficult to follow our own conversation.
Nauseating.

I'll blog more just now..I have more to say, but gotta go into a meeting now. Hate it when work get's in the way of blogging! I mean seriously!

To be continued....