Wednesday, December 07, 2005
From Black Elvis to Baseball
I know, I've been terrible about writing lately, but in my defence I have the flu and I got fired. So there.
Ok, not really fired, but the extended contract that I was promised by my boss was taken away from me by a bigger boss. While up until Monday I have been turning down job opportunities, shortening vacations and spending as if I actually have a salary waiting for me in the new year.
But I shall not dwell - on to bigger and better things.
After the rather upsetting job news, I decided to meet up with the boyfriend in our pub despite my cough and cold. I knew going home to an empty unkempt studio would have been too much. So I had a few ciders and a few marlborough lights, and after Stephane let me sufficiently vent we decided to steer the conversation to happier things.
New Years Eve. We are invited to one of Stephane's friends house in Millau (where the darling Stephane is from). The theme is "Fan de.." (Fan of...). So we have to dress as something we are fans of. I quite like the idea of going as fans of Baseball. I would get to wear a flirty baseball uniform, complete with short skirt, and barely buttoned baseball jersey and I'd get to dress my Frenchman up in a baseball hat, which warms my heart just at the very though of his little framed bearded face. The only problem with this is that Stephane is not a fan of baseball. He's never been given the chance to be a fan, having never seen a game.
Some other ideas were tossed around, but none stuck.
Until I came up with a brilliant idea: We can get married and be... wait for it, wait for it...Fans of our Love.
He said only if we could get married in Las Vegas by a black Elvis.
So no wedding day yet. But if anyone has any cute ideas for our New Years Eve outfits, I'm all ears.
Here is a list of what Stephane and I are "fans of" collectively:
4. Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends
7. Red wine
8. Drinking at our local
9. Johnny Cash
10. Pub quizzes