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blamebrampton ([personal profile] blamebrampton) wrote2010-01-27 11:59 pm

He's lovely, really ...

Mr Brammers on Tuesday night: Now listen, since you were late getting me your birthday list, and yesterday was hell and today was a holiday, I'm only going to have tomorrow to go shopping for your birthday, so things may not be as exciting as I was planning.

Me: What's wrong with shopping on Thursday?

Him: Well, you'll want something on Thursday morning, won't you? And then you'd want to do presents rather than have me go late-night shopping.

Me (testily): For my birthday that falls on Friday?

Him: Ah. Friday. Not Thursday, then.

Me: How long have we been together?

Him. Thirteen years. Fourteen? Is it fifteen? You do a really good outraged face, you know!


NB: You lot are all quite allowed to forget my birthday, because god knows I am shocking at keeping up to date with my flist's (and at my age, it does not hurt people to forget a few years have passed), but he and I have been together since 1995! Grrrrr!

On a related note, [livejournal.com profile] ayes_sid  for yesterday and to [livejournal.com profile] separatrix  for tomorrow! I am sending you great gift and relaxed Cake Day wishes!

[identity profile] mabonwitch.livejournal.com 2010-01-28 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
Hmmm. At what point is one allowed to start being outraged? Or supposed to be outraged? I still tend to smile with fond amusement when partner #1 asks when my birthday/our anniversary is. And we've been together 8 years next month.

...He always remembers the correct month, no? That's something.

Partner #2, of course, never needs a reminder, but she's a girl.