Being the smart arse in our relationship, I suggested to Steve that we should perhaps, maybe perhaps pick up each other's Vday pressie from Hamleys. Just for laughs! Not wanting to splurge too much, we fixed a budget. We split up for 30mins in the store and for some reason, kept on bumping into each other. I have a sneaky suspicion that he was following me all the while, just so he could ensure I don't pick the wrong gift for him. Somehow I can't find the kid in me. Nothing in the store even tickled my fancy at all. I was clueless to what I should get him, constantly weighing out the practicality of each item (Will he trash it in the corner once he's bored with it? It is too silly of a gift?). Although we had a mutual agreement that the gift need not be practical - it's the thought and a good laugh over it that counts, right?
And I thought, why not I get him his very own personal astronaut?
love you long time.
or perhaps, something which would come in HIGHLY handy whenever he's off to a football match. A construction hat with tubes to satisfy his thirst and also shield his head from being Knocked Out by footballs.
guzzle guzzle.
a whole new meaning to footie head.
What about a Gryffindor sword? Not that he's a HarryPotter junkie. I am - say what??
it really is quite a neat looking sword.
or Marauder's Map? just for 'fargs' as AnnAnn would say.
Then it suddenly striked me. What about men and animal instints?
Perhaps an entire collection of jungle animals figurines will bring out the animal in him or...
..he's already in touch with those instincts.
Maternal instincts :p Holding on for dear life, orang utan.
Unfortunately, none of the above were purchased. Steve wanted would like a pS3 but soon realised that we were on something called a budget. It also came to our senses that bubble guns and pink puppy stuff toy does not exactly reflect the best in us. The feeling of walking out a store empty handed......
Q: What does a lady do when she fails to find something she fancies in a toystore? A:Pop in to the nearest Godiva store and pick up a box full of truffles on the expense of the other half of course :) *burp*
A Malaysian working holiday maker who promises not to speak with a Brit accent after just 16 months (and counting!) living in London. Out of her comfort zone and in with new surroundings from the land of Goodness Gracious Me.
** Best read with a cuppa nice hot Milo or English tea. Drop me an email at absolutbliss@gmail.com if you share my love for Milo :)
