This is one of those things that makes me feel inferior. I feel silly now for giving gifts to girls and stating "Happy One Month Anniversary Baby!". I could have reduced my wording and come across with the point in two simple words. You are now allowed to beat me with this Monthsary gift.
Discussion:
I'm not so sure this relationship is doomed. Not so long into our courtship, Marc gave me a paper plate with the following "poem":
Roses are red
Violets are bluish
If it weren't for Christmas
We'd all be Jewish
I still have that plate somewhere and will probably dig it out come our anniversary, take a picture, and make fun of it on the Internet.
I hate to tell you this, but he gave me the same poem on a cocktail napkin at Mikey's wedding. I keep it with me always, in my wallet.
You should be happy about such a gift… think of the sacrifice!
This is one of those things that makes me feel inferior.
I feel silly now for giving gifts to girls and stating "Happy One Month Anniversary Baby!".
I could have reduced my wording and come across with the point in two simple words. You are now allowed to beat me with this Monthsary gift.
The Chez.
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