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Here comes his Big B
Monday, January 19, 2009



So the man got his Big B and decided to treat the wifey. We went to Siam Kitchen, my first time there, after which we watched 7 pounds. It was simple and sweet. Little did I realised that there were more to come .



So the other day, he brought me to town. He told me that I could indulged myself in good shopping. His reason - I have been a good wifey and he didn't missed mak's cooking at all when the parents were away. lolz.. So there I was, dragged from Tiffs' to LV, to Burbs to Di and then to Chanel. Yet I couldn't find anything that I wanted him to spend his money on. There are certain bags and shoes I am eye-ing of course, but I have my own Bonus and savings. I could have gotten them myself this year, only the matter of when. Seriously, I can easily get him to spend his 7.8 on The 2.55, if I wanted to. After all, he was that persistent.


So I told him to go treat himself badly, and I suggested something which I think, any other wifey wouldn't have suggested i.e get a kick-ass bike. As much as Love thinks it is a selfish suggestion (since I can use the Foz all to myself), on my part, I hope that before he grows old-er and hit 40 and then comes the sudden realisation that he couldn't possibly be doing this and that and riding kick-ass bike would have been one of them, well, that wont be an issue. lolz. Then again, he knows us better. Having me around, mid-life crisis - he won't even know what that means. heh.


So thats it.. I am all set on Love getting a bike, provided he pimped up our Fozzie first, money in the bank is more than good and when he feels ready to leave Foz in lil wifey's good hands. I bet the last will be the most difficult thing for him. haha.
And......... since I am after all The wifey, he still thinks I deserve at least an LV for school. Okay lah... takkan lah tak boleh. I'll splurge my money on something else then.
Settled

writtern @9:37 AM