Naughty or nice?

I was working today whilst my baby has got the weekend off - do you remember me telling you how work sometimes gets in the way? Today was the perfect example, I left my baby in bed wishing how I could stay there by his side - wrapped up safe and warm in his arms. I knew he was going shopping today into Manchester and how I wished I was able to go with him, except that he didn't want me to go, he didn't want me there with him. Have we fallen out? Does my baby no longer want his boyfriend with him to partake in one of our favourite pastimes? Does he not want to hold my hand and walk, talk, laugh and spend money through the streets of Manchester? Does he no longer wish to be my boyfriend? (I'm a drama queen aren't I, I mean how much more can I milk this?)

The answer is a simple no I'm very glad to report, he didn't want me with him because he was going Christmas shopping and the reason why he chose a Saturday when I'm working is because he was hoping to buy something for me. He was ably assisted by Rach who looked after and took care of him in my absence - thank you Rach for looking after my baby, seriously thank you very much; it means a great deal to know he wasn't alone and he had someone to share the day with. And that may sound gay but I don't care, I just want my baby to be safe and happy all the time because I love him.

I phoned my boyfriend up whilst I was on my lunch at work to see how they were getting on and he sounded so happy, it was obvious they were having a great time - it just made my day; it was tinged with a slight sadness truth be told because I wasn't there with them, but I understood why. I know I shouldn't have done but I asked him if he'd found anything for me and I got my just desserts for being so cheeky. My baby teased me rotten and told me he might have done and asked me to guess what it might be and which shop it was from; I kept on guessing, asking and pleading with him but he wouldn't let it be known. I even asked to speak to Rach and began quizzing her but I was getting nowhere fast, all I could hear was my baby in the background asking her not to say anything. I also shed a tear whilst speaking to Rach, she told me she held my baby's hand whilst they were walking about because she knows how much he loves to hold my hand when we're out. I don't know why but it just hit me in the heart, it was such a sweet gesture to hold his hand on my behalf - I know it comforts my baby and makes him happy; and for him to tell her that well, it means so much............

My baby also told me not to buy anything for tea and when I got home I was greeted by a nice warm house, the lights were on, the curtains were drawn and my baby was busy in the kitchen making tea. I didn't expect it, not in the least but it was just beautiful to get inside from the cold and the rain; and be greeted by a smile and a kiss from my baby it was the perfect reception. I went searching for my Christmas presents but my baby said he didn't buy anything in the end because I've been a naughty boy this year, I guess it depends how you define naughtiness, but if anyone were to know if I've been naughty or nice he would! He then let out a big smile and told me he took the liberty of taking them back to his flat because he knew what I'd be like - at least there they'll be safe and sound. I didn't enquire any further instead I gave him a big hug and lots of kisses.

Now we're getting ready to go out but instead of dressing up we're dressing down and wrapping up warm and dry against the elements because were heading out to an organised bonfire and fireworks party. I'm so excited at the prospect I feel like a child again, probably because I've not been to one since I was a child - it's been years and years (although not that many!) We're Marple bound with a quick stop along the way to pick Rach up - she wanted to come with us tonight, she's more than welcome, it gives me a chance to thank her personally for today.

Have a great night dear readers, I'll catch up with you all later on, until then be safe and have fun in whatever you do. Love to you all xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.