Last night Boyfriend and I had a "discussion". Let's just say that it had to with someone coming second to such lovely things as football, music and a certain website. Clue: I hate football! I think I my message was loud and clear because the loo was exceptionally clean this morning - but I don't know how to interpret that as he's off to football tonight.
We are going to a birthday meal tomorrow night. It's for one of Boyfriend's friend's girlfriend. She is also a doctor - I am the only one with a title other than Dr (Miss). Anyway - they are really lovely both of them although at different stages in life. He's very relaxed and doesn't want to rush into anything. She wants to get married before the age of 27 (in 2 years) and her engagement ring has to be a lot bigger than the one her sister-in-law is sporting, which is absolutely massive! She is clearly getting a bit annoyed with his laissez-faire attitude regarding their future. So a bit over a month ago her brother flew in from the States to take them both out to dinner and there ask J where it all was leading, if anywhere, and if not - let G know asap as they then would find her someone else that's suitable... Apparently J was shitting bricks at a boy's night out a while back as he would like to do it but feels it might be a bit early. I'd be very surprised if G isn't showing off a huge rock tomorrow night - she is used to getting what she wants.
Me? I got a clean loo and I think I've got to be satisfied with that...
Update: Boyfriend and I made a bet - he says "no way to J&G getting engaged within 6 months" and I say "Yes way!". If I win, he'll buy me a dachshund - if Boyfriend wins, I'll buy myself a dachshund. We shook on it before he realised that I'll win no matter what. We're such great friends though, don't you think? Betting on their future... As long as I get my doxie. I think I'll name her Daisy!
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