I spent the Tuesday evening shopping for the perfect gift for the dear husband. Yes, I gave the new hair-do but just feel like that should be a present wrapped in a good paper with a card written with romantic words should come on the day. I ended up buying a blue tooth headset, after reckying around and bargaining for the best price. Tried some nice words so that I could get more discount but the bargaining stops at 220.
We woke up on the 21st with the baby slept terkangkang in between us, so we forgo the idea smooching up. We drove separately to work and I dropped the gift into his car. He romantically informed that the presents he bought is not yet wrapped, which I could find in the glove compartment. In the jam, I browse through of what he bought: two magazines, one fiction (that I have read!), one mgmt book, an Enya CD and I saw a card. All prices are nicely tagged to each items. I didn't dare looking at the card, I might end up have to be filling up the card for him!!
But he did write so many nice things inside the card that I managed to peek during lunch! I was in the AIR!!!! Will scan that and upload to the blog.
He then got home later than me, with a pair of Yoga pants and top from Elle (luckily those fit). (Since I was not allowed to write any of the humpy pumpy stories anymore, here dot dot dot hapenned). Then he got me to Windmill for a candle lite dinner. I wore that sexy purple skirt with a tube top and a wool wrap cum blouse kinda thing that I bought specially for the date.
The food was nice. The ambient temperature of the setting is slightly low. We talked on going to Singapore Night Safari when AZ reached his second birthday. For now, that's the only future thing that I could foresee.
That was how the 3rd wedding anniversary went.
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