today, jason and i have been together for three happy years. we made august 17th our official anniversary because it was the day, way back in 2009, that we had our first proper dinner date, our first kiss, and it was the first time that i realised i was falling head over heels for this handsome fellow ;) i’ve never been as happy in all my life as i am with jason, and i’m pretty proud of the strong relationship that we’ve built between us since that first date. here are some silly things i’ve learnt about the man i’m lucky enough to call my boyfriend over the past three years…
♡ jason is always right. not in an irritating ‘i’m always right and i won’t hear otherwise’ kind of way, but in those silly discussions about what time eastenders is on, do i turn left or right at the next junction, how long did it say to cook this pizza for or guess what time it is- he is always.right! it’s as impressive as it is irritating ;)
♡ he had me convinced for the first year or so of our relationship that he could tell the time just by looking at the position of the sun in the sky!
♡ he never, ever calls anything by its correct name. for example: ‘xbox’ is ‘sexbox’, my ‘kindle’ is a ‘kinkle’, ‘laptop’ is ‘flaptop’ and he called someone we know ‘gok wan’ for so long in private that i forgot their actual name. which was awkward, as i forgot said person’s actual name whilst standing in front of them…
♡ on that note, jason’s also given me so many different nicknames over the past three years that if he actually refers to me as ‘rosie’ now it sounds a bit odd. these nicknames have included: rosemary, rosemary and thyme, christmas time (yep. i know), rosebee, rosebeeroohaha (i’m actually being serious, he called me this for a good couple of months), bee button, beehive, and (i actually put my foot down on this one) ‘bee-hind’. the only nickname he’s given me that’s stuck is ‘bee’! he’s called me that for months now, and i love it so much that it’s become part of my url!
jason’s a super restless sleeper and is both a nighttime talker and walker! he once sat bolt upright in bed to tell me (whilst still sleeping) that he’d just become the youngest ever winner of the tv quiz show ’8 out of 10 cats’! he also regularly half wakes at exactly 2.34 in the morning totally convinced that it’s time to get ready for work, and sometimes is actually in the shower before he realises the time! pretty strange, hey? ;)
happy three years, my wonderful, quirky, handsome, hilarious man. i wonder what the next year will bring us? :)