Happy anniversary or...

Life through the looking glass

The bus ride home was miserably slow and one deeply suspects they had put in extra red lights just for our trip. So stuck on it one's thoughts turned to other things. Our anniversary and the lack of a present.... mostly... seriously, furniture! We don't normally celebrate with gifts, but honestly after all these years each one is a blessing. Not such a blessing that you are getting the egg chair... sorry, just want to make that quite clear J

Anyway one thought it would be nice to do something...

So scampering home one tried on the very hot shoes that arrived in the post. Honestly a girl could get nose bleed in them... is that what it feels like to be nearly six feet tall? Oh the heady sensation as one looks down on everything. No wonder you act the king of the universe sometimes. Err... back to you...

Rushed dinner, made you lunch and hit the shower. And there one was luxuriating under hot water...

Having just shaved everything, still vacillating between the French maids costume and the bunny costume, though one was leaning towards the bunny costume. Leaning so far as to wonder which shoes would be easiest to do a bunny dip in when serving your breakfast. In fact one was even tossing up whether to go sleek stocking or fishnets...

... when you appeared through the mist and steam of the shower. You had got up early so we could spend some time together. This, for the record, is the greatest gift you can give...

But you spoilt the surprise.

Honestly you are like the cat, which always seems to know which part of the paper you are reading and sits right on that spot. It's like a sixth sense for being in just the right, or is that wrong, spot. You ruined the surprise...

So this way you get to read about it instead. Hope it makes you smile.

Happy anniversary my love...

And better luck next year J