Yesterday was our wedding anniversary, our
celebration would take the form of going out to watch a movie together (we
never do this).
Usually on Friday evenings the gentlemen in the neighbourhood
cycle to a pub just far enough away to make them believe they’ve earned a pint. This particular Friday was
going to be special so he tried to persuade me to do the movie
thing a day early:
When we get to the pub on the Friday
before Christmas they bring out a plate of sandwiches - it's the only night of the year they do this! (sad, pleading face)
I remained stony in my resolve that we do
the anniversary thing on the anniversary day.
He checked the calendar to make sure there’s no possibility that Sandwich Night and our anniversary will clash next year.
i hope y'all had a lovely time, darling! ;~) xoxox
ReplyDeleteWe did, thank you x
DeleteMissing Sandwich Night may have been the Apocalypse the Mayans were warning us about!
ReplyDeleteIt was pretty much the end of the world as far as some people were concerned
DeleteLX beat me in with the Maya reference. I hope you made him a (earwig?) sandwich!
ReplyDeleteI make him sandwiches everyday, he just wanted double sandwiches
DeleteDidn't Shakesphere write a play on this husband-pub-sandwich-wife-anniversary conflict?
ReplyDeleteWas is called 'The Taming of the Shrewsbury Bun'?
DeleteThat's it!
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