Had the most deliciously amazing day ever. It’s funny how when you’re in love and you make the person or people you love, FEEL completely special..it sort of powders this spirit of warmth and utter loveliness into your insides, making you beam through your pores with a simple *ooze* of happiness! It’s healthy! Good things happen to good people, my young pretties.
I’ve made my ‘handsome’ sooo golden happy today and from the minute he laid his ‘got the man flu’ eyes on me. Your time, love and life are the biggest things you can give someone…so i tottered out to his car as he pulled up at around 11.30pm, dumped my animal print handbag on the nearest firm surface and then a wrapped up prezzie number 2, in the passenger seat. Then with a swift bimbo, ‘One second Petey, i just have to make a few trips!!’ I giggly tottered back into the house, to grab the ‘clue’ that i forgot to grab in the first place. I’m forgetful now i’m preggo!
I poked my head into his car, as he read his ‘birthday clue’ out loud. (In previous blog for ‘Gift Two.‘ Yeah..i did poems! Lol. ) He looked shocked that i had gone to so much effort? I enjoy effort, when it comes to surprises. I like to make people i care about happy and isn’t it funny how when you love someone, you seem to go to the ends of the earth to make them smile. (This is how i know, i’ll be a good mummy. I’ll have a lucky child!) Anyhow, he still had no idea, even after reading the clue…(i’m that good at being clear :) ) But i will tell you that the answer to the ‘cryptic‘ was a ‘LIFE.’
I quickly ran back into the house and out i slooowly sauntered, with a giant smile on my face and a ‘giddy’ in my eyes. A calm ‘giddy’ though. One that was fruity full and candy delicious. I saw him looking up at me, through his car window trying to figure out what was going on??? He even put his glasses on. (Aww.) In my arms, was what i thought was the best gift ever…bundled up in a cashmere cream scarf. He looked, then looked again and suddenly saw me carrying the tiniest and cutest little, big eyed, black KITTEN ever! (I adopted it for Loverboy, especially for his birthday. A baby boy kitten, 8 weeks old. It’s the tiniest ball of fluffy cuteness EVER and all it wants to do is explore & cuddle.)
He couldn’t even believe it!! Infact, he looked a little scared! HAHA. He nearly lost it, within the first 3 minutes. I’m great at irresponsible gift giving! Woohoo! But there is a whole lot of heart enfolded into every little piece of ‘gift’ i deliver! (Even though it may make no sense & could be dangerous.) He may have been a little shocked at first. But by the time we got home, he was madly in love and completely addicted to loving his new baby kitten. They looked so adorably sexy together, watching telly. My muscle bound ‘Handsome’ was laid back, on his black leather sofa, with the tiniest baby black kitten, resting on his man chest of white v-neck t-shirt. It was sooooo cute and is definitely the best gift ever. A loving moment. It was just lovely observing something sooo manly, taking care of something so tiny and fluffy. Aww! Pete’s now addicted to his baby kitten, trying to name it….and loves the little darling immensely!
The next gift i got him was an Iphone. (Popular gift. Not very original.) It’s what he wanted and therefore what he got! Boys and their toys! *Rolls eyes, but still does happy face.* Pete’s one of those men of greatness, that really would’ve just settled for a birthday cuddle and been happy…even though he did kinda fancy an Iphone. Things like ‘being in love’ makes him happy. Therefore being treated to all sorts of goodies, was not only amazing for him, but felt amazing for me and mainly because i don’t think he gets treated that often? I actually think he feels uncomfortable, when people buy him lovely things or even do lovely things for him!
Then we went to visit his mum, dad and grandma, who are more that lovely, where we celebrated with cake, tea, sandwiches, love and MORE gifts!! (I even bought him a weekly shop! Lol. A sack of spuds for £1 and everything that could go with it. 
I’m bad in a grocery store. We’ll go in for meat and come out with EVERYTHING…including cakes! I’m a ‘throw everything in the basket, and get out of there quick,’ kinda girl! I find chilling by the frozen food terrifying and bad for my boobs. They swell solid and i get grumpy. )
Anyway, out of the gifts that i gave him, i didn’t know which one he would love more? Would he go for the material boy toy of technology, or would he go for the fluff ball that needed his love? He’s had to go to work right now, and therefore dinner and festivities have been scheduled for the weekend.
He’s just sent me this text: ‘Thanks again for my lovely pressies babe. I think i’m gonna call him ‘
