Sorry

Good evening boys and girls, where've you all been? Here's my baby and I enjoying a fantastic weekend after spending most of the week apart and you're nowhere to be seen; oh gosh all the fun and laughter you've missed out on, it's your loss! That's the first apology out of the way then, admittedly I turned it around to make it look like anyones fault but ours, it worked though didn't it? Yes, we've neglected you again Blogger friends, instead of giving you some of our time we've concentrated all our time solely on each other and left you out of the loop, but that's the deal sometimes, we're not under contract to post everything we do every single day. Besides, sometimes we don't have the urge to post, despite lots happening this weekend and having lots to talk about, there was just no desire to post. This weekend we enjoyed every second and we just kind of let it wash over us and wash away any cares we may have had; as a result we've been so relaxed all weekend, we've not really thought about anything other than the moment at hand; it's been beautiful, just so carefree and well, the blog didn't even come to mind until this evening.

It's a suitably relaxed Sunday evening, we've settled down for the night after a weekend of top fun, I'm lay in my baby's arms on the sofa and he's cuddling me whilst peering over my shoulder whilst we write to you. My baby's just said it's a proper Sunday evening because it feels just like a Sunday evening, the calm after the storm, and he remembers how I used to do this lots when we first kind of started going together but before we became boyfriends - that's some memory baby and it's so true. I'm just thinking back now, as I write and it is exactly the same feeling, my baby would head back to his flat after a weekend together and I'd sit and talk to you boys and girls about how good it was and how great it made me feel. These days we talk to you together and those weekends together have kind of merged into every day and night we get chance; but that feeling never fades and the times we spend together are still as good, if not better and my baby always makes me great - he makes me feel like the only boyfriend in the World..... Oh gosh, the emotion hit me out of nowhere then, as soon as I started typing the last sentence the tears welled up in my eyes; but it's true my baby makes me feel like the only boyfriend in the World - I love you so much baby xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox.

The real reason I want to say sorry is because some of you, or quite a lot of you - if I've got your mobile number may have received a strange text from me Friday evening. You see I sent a fair few people a photo of the new toaster I bought, I was kind of excited about the fact to be honest and I needed to tell someone. At first I just told my baby, I sent him the photo and told him what a bargain it was - £12.00 for a four slice, all singing, all dancing toaster; maybe I went a little over the top because my baby although happy for me didn't kind of get the need to be excited over it. However he did dare me to send the photo to everyone else in my contacts, well most of them, I mean the bank, doctors, dentist and a select few others probably wouldn't appreciate it at all; so I did, I mean a dare's a dare. My baby couldn't believe it when I got home and showed him who I'd sent it to, we were both in absolute bits through laughter; and some of those who I sent it to obviously didn't believe it either. I got some strange replies, a fair few siding with my baby, like what's the big deal - it's a four slice toaster and it cost £12.oo, WOW! Some thought I'd lost the plot, some thought I needed to get a life (I've got a wonderful life thank you very much, I wouldn't swap it for anything and as long as my baby is a part of it then my life is perfect) and one person probably called it correctly, it was Rach. She said it sounded like I'd spent too much time apart from my baby and it was a good job we'd be back together that night - it worries her when I start sending normal photo's like toasters instead of my baby and I in various stages of undress or various states of drunkenness or mischief because she knows something is wrong! It is quite a true statement to be honest, Rach receives lots of crazy photos from us, me in particular; and it's very rare that we send her anything that could be deemed as normal. We made up for it this weekend, normal service resumed and amongst other things she received a photo of my baby's new pants with him in them! She replied by saying she wasn't shocked because she's seen my baby in his pants and less on numerous occasions - it shocked me! Like what? It didn't really, my drama queen moment was negated by Rach ending the text by saying and before you start remember I've seen you au natural too sexy pants! If nothing else Rach knows me too well, in more ways than one - though not in that way, I mean we both love her to bits but not in that way (my baby's finding this hole I'm relentlessly digging for myself very funny, it really has tickled him and he's telling me to just say it how it is!) Okay, so Rach has seen a couple of gay-boys naked, that's all I'm trying to say - she's a very lucky girl, barring the fact that there's all that cock and none of it for her! Oh gosh, that's the funniest thing ever, if my baby was tickled before he's just been in bits, we've both been in bits - it was another dare, I said the none of it for her bit out loud, it was never meant to go in the post until my baby dared me; oh man what top quality, that's just proper funny. We're going to get battered the next time we see Rach, my baby's said he's never going back to his flat he's going to stay here forever and the worst part of it? We've arranged to meet up with Rach next weekend, she can batter us both at the same time; my baby's doing a top impersonation of Rach - in a girly voice he said, I'll castrate the pair of you then you know how I feel! OH MY GOSH, that's just the funniest thing I've ever seen in my life, hand on heart that was top drawer funny, oh dear, excuse us a minute......... We're sorry Rach, if you're reading this at any point, we're very sorry; it's just a joke - please, please, pretty please don't castrate us, we love you.

Anyway the toaster worked fantastically well, four slices at once with dual browning control so my baby can have his toast slightly darker than mine; it really did make breakfast so much easier and made it taste so much better...............