I’ve just been reading over at West of Mayberry about (Large)Tony doing something nice for his boyfriend’s birthday. They’ve been together for a few years now and it sounded like a lovely day.

Tomorrow is my boyfriend’s birthday and I may have gone overboard on the birthday present situation. Part of his present is that I’m taking him away to a little cottage in the country for a couple of nights. He already knows about it so it’s not ruining the surprise if he reads this. I realised this morning that it’s the first time EVER that I’ve gone away on a weekend away with someone I’m seeing. Granted I’ve only had two “relationships” that have been as long as this and they don’t count because I knew they were never going anywhere.

Getting to 37 before you go on your first ever romantic weekend away is kinda the wrong way around I would have thought but that’s all good. I’m really looking forward to a couple of lazy days with him and I hope he enjoys it. He’s been working really hard lately.