you still bring me flowers

 

Roo & I celebrated our 19th wedding anniversary recently.

Yes! 19!

It was a busy weeknight though & Amelia and I had an errand to run so the 'celebration' consisted of take out from a great local fish & chip shop (all properly wrapped in newspaper).

'Cause nothing says romance like sharing a high fat & high cholesterol meal!

"I want to share my lipitor prescription with you!"

"Oh, darling!"

or, more in the romantic suspense vein:

"No, it's ok, you have the last two pieces of delicious halibut and the rest of the chips! I'm full."

"Oh darling! Thanks!" Clutch chest. "Um, darling? I don't feel so well. I think I need an ambulance. Can... you.... call ............Darling?"


Since it was another typical evening, there was, as always, a topic to debate, & as usual pulled from the current news.

'Cause nothing says romance like discussing prostitution laws on your anniversary.

"Well, I'm all for decriminalizing. I've given it a lot of thought, actually, and in my experience, ahem, I mean, opinion....."

"Really. Do you want to elaborate on that? No, there's nothing wrong. I always speak through clenched teeth. You'd think after 19+ years you'd KNOW that I speak like this all.the.time."

Yes peeps - humour is where it's at. Lately we've been watching a Bit of Fry & Laurie, source of one of my favourite skits of all time. I laugh so hard that I don't think I've actually ever heard it all, I'm too busy laughing.