It's Christmas Eve Eve :)

So I wimped out on telling my parents about my boyfriend.  So what?  I've got a whole week to tell them before I spend midnight with him on New Years (very different being with someone local!).  But the relationship is going very much 'FML' atm!

If I could write an autobiography someday I'm sure a lot of people will get a lot of laughs, and probably exchange sympathetic comments with me.  But I'm sure we've all been in this position and you just have to look back and laugh.



So what's my issue?
Last Wednesday I got a phone call from him whilst I was with my parents in the middle of a huge Tesco's.  I wonder off down the aisle to avoid my parents overhearing.  And whilst on the phone this is what he told me...

Him: "I have news"
Me: "What would that be?"
Him: "I want a baby!!" *excited squealing*
Me: Erm...not what I want to hear right now.  Steal one?

Now this is probably a joke (well a comment for the future rather than an immediate request).  But on Friday during Christmas shopping in New Look (just after, may I add, he tried red high heels on (don't ask)), he sees this amazing hoodie.  A pink maternity hoodie with the words 'Hands off the bump' on front of it.  And he wants it so badly that he there and then tries it on.  I'm stood head in hands disbelieving yet again.  He excitedly runs to the mirror and checks himself out exclaiming 'I want it!'.  Great.

Present for the boyfriend...

Within an hour I'd bought the hoodie for him for Christmas and he gave off the most excited childish laugh you'd ever heard.  God it's a good thing I'm now used to this weirdness!

I may just be a smidgeon more masculine and mature than him despite his ample amount of body hair and 3 years of age on me!

Introducing him to my parents is certainly going to be an experience...

However, aside from this I am very much looking forward to swapping our presents this evening to see if he really does know me :p

But I cannot believe it's Christmas time already.  It's been one swift year.  Genuinely don't know where it's gone.  And my memory of pre-course is swiftly disapparating.  So many memories draining through my sieve like brain.  Really do need to write in here more often!  My recollection is so poor that reading through my past posts I'm like 'when did I write that?!'.

But roll on Christmas and the New Year :)