March is always such a stupidly expensive month for me. I’m the only one in my immediate family that doesn’t have something this month:
I genuinely have to plan ahead during February and save some money ahead of buying umpteen presents in March. Throw in some train tickets to go back seemingly every weekend, and it becomes very expensive.
When I was still at university, March used to cripple me financially, and I’d always be eating nothing but beans on toast by the middle of the month. Now I’m a bit more secure, I might add some cheese to that…
Tonight, whilst I’m off schmoozing and boozing at another work thing, the girlfriend is finally using the present I bought her for her birthday in May. Amongst other things, I got her an evening at The Sanctuary, a spa in Covent Garden, and then my parents chipped in to add a treatment as well.
She’s off there this evening with a friend, and is having a full-body massage for starters. It looks ridiculously nice, to be honest, and if I was that way inclined I’d like to give it a go myself. As it is, I find my relaxant in a pint glass or a green bottle…
As one of my birthday presents, the girlfriend bought me a box of 6 cupcakes, which she duly brought along to dinner last night. This one was a peanut butter flavour, and there were chocolate ones too.
Needless to say, they were absolutely fantastic, and oh-so-sweet. And sparkly!
This is the first birthday on which I’ve worked, I think. I left uni in 2006, and that November my birthday fell on a Sunday. The last two years, I’ve not been in the office on the actual day of my birthday, or for most of the surrounding week.
This time last year, I was on a plane to Kentucky, and the year before that I had a friend visiting from San Fransisco so took a week off work to do some touristy things with her.
It’s a little odd to be working today, then, although I’ve not actually got much on to be honest. I was meant to be going out for lunch with clients, but got bumped from that. In hindsight, that’s actually a plus because I have dinner tonight with the girlfriend and some friends, and need to be relatively corpus mentus for that…
OK, it’s a few minutes past midnight. Happy Birthday me.
Things I discovered this evening:
- My dad shares a birthday with William Shatner.
Hell yes.
Going behind the girlfriend’s back to organise a surprise party for her feels really dirty and devious. But I like it!
Hopefully all of us can keep our mouths shut for the next couple of weeks, and I’ll score multiple boyfriend points.
All of which will be negated the very next day when I go to the football on the actual day of her birthday…
![True, true.
[Edit: the girlfriend has just reminded me that she bought me this card for my birthday last year!]](http://27.media.tumblr.com/8vht3AMDXl7qp41wUZz94JX3o1_500.jpg)
True, true.
[Edit: the girlfriend has just reminded me that she bought me this card for my birthday last year!]
My sister and I don’t communicate
all that well when it comes to buying other people presents, but when I say to her ‘Buy me cufflinks for my birthday’, she duly buys me cufflinks. 3 nice pairs, to boot.
Reblogged from: brooklet14
Originally posted on: Pam is Awesome Everyday
