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Thursday, September 1, 2005


Breathless


Hellooooo!

As you all know (and the big cake under this posts suggest) it was my birthday yesterday! Well, I thought I was having a good morning, but guess what, that paled in front of the evening that I had. It was amazing, I am on such a high at the moment. But so that it all makes sense I have to tell you a wee bit about my sordid past. Well I was 16 when I met my husband, I lived in Bulgaria (because I’m Bulgarian before you ask silly questions…) so it was difficult because we were apart a lot, even though he came to see me every two months for 10 days, and I spend two summers in England. Well the moment I turned 18 he asked me to marry him because he couldn’t bare being away from me (he is 8 years older than me for the ones wondering). I had 6 weeks to organise a wedding, including the paperwork involved, non of my family could be there, but it was still a very special day, and I got to wear my dream dress by total accident, anyway, when he asked me to marry him he didn’t do it the way little girls imagine, I think he got a wee bit scared. Ok that is the important part.
Well being Bulgarian the 21st birthday isn’t a big thing, 18 is, that is when you are allowed to do EVERYTHING. So my baby decided to make my 21st special. Before we went to the restaurant we went to a little bar in Soho, with a very romantic setting, and he gave me my present. It was exactly what I thought it would be. A new charger for my i-pod mini since the last one died. I don’t know why but I decided to take the charger out of its box, only to find out there was no charger but a smaller black box inside, that is when my dear husband got down on one knee, took the black box from me opened it and presented me with the engagement ring that I never got when he originally asked. I would love to tell you all the lovely things he said but my head was swimming my heart was going so fast I missed most of it myself! The rest of the evening was also a blast, my baby nephew blew my eardrums when he “sang” happy birthday, he is only 16 months he cant talk but he sure as hell can SCREAM and grate his new teeth on the receiver, he is so precious!
I am off to the park for a run now!

Ciao!!

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