Yes, I realize it's been almost a month since my last blog. And unfortunately for you, this won't be a long entry, either continuing tales from New Year, Christmas past or present or starting fresh tales from the past few weeks. The reason for this - I'm going away for the weekend! To where you ask?.... I don't know actually.
I thought Darren and I agreed upon a nice dinner and a movie for my birthday, since we're not rolling in dough now. I knew that he was up to something from the beginning of planning but I just thought it'd be a surprise trip to the symphony in Oxford or a reservation in a really nice restaurant. Oh no, Darren does not do things in a small way. Last night he came to me, feigning disappointment and asked if it would be alright to skip the dinner and movie night as "we just can't afford it" he states with fairly good fake sadness in his voice. Instead he says, we have to leave early this morning (although, surprise, surprise - we're already late from the original leaving time!) and we'll have to pack enough stuff for two nights and three days. Ok..... where to?
"Manchester, or maybe just Chester, or the Peak District, North Wales." The limey bastard is throwing everything at me but the kitchen sink in his attempt to through me off the track. (But I have a very strong suspicion that we're off to the Lake District in north England.)
Anyways, it's already been a good birthday starting with my birthday morning doughnut and I already opened two of the four presents he got me. So far I've received both Bridget Jones' books (which I picked out with Darren in the shop) and the actual Love Actually dvd! (Rather than my Hong Kong rip-off including Chinese subtitles.)
So now I must do my ablutions and get heading off into the sunset, or rather off into the North. Have a great weekend everyone, I'm sure I will!
Oh, and Happy Birthday to me! (Turning 25 isn't all that bad, is it?)
