Now all the Valentine shenanigans are out of the way, and I hope you all got something nice, I better tell you about my weekend, last weekend that is. It's got plenty to do with Valentines, in fact it was Valentines that wrecked it for me; you see, you may or may not remember, P had told me we were taking few days away last weekend but it didn't happen. I know I haven't mentioned it since but I'm going to now and expose my husband for the cheapskate that he is :)
If we had a switching relationship I'm sure he would have spent time over my knee.
But we don't so I'll get on with the story.
He'd looked out a few hotels online then followed them up with phone calls to see what deals he could get. Usually hotels have great deals on weekends because all the Mon-Fri business traffic has gone and they want to fill their space but he couldn't get any because he realised it preceded Valentines and space was at a premium with special 'romantic this and that offers' all at inflated prices according to P, so he aborted the idea. Weekend at home. 'How about a nice meal out Monday night then?' I enquired. 'No chance,' said my spouse, 'surely you remember the trade, poor service and rip-off prices on occasions like Valentines, all the tables filled with twos, taking up space of fours, poor return for management hence the *special* menus which are always crap..etc.' I'm sure he would have gone on if I hadn't assured him I did remember and of course he was right, but for goodness sake why not just get ripped off occasionally. So we didn't get the weekend and I didn't get a meal out. Nor did I make a fuss, I took it stoically like the good wife that I am.
And I reckon this stoicism paid off because P suggested, entirely of his own volition, that we go out to dinner Thursday night (we've got the house to ourselves for two days while our son's up north, it wasn't said but I assumed he was taking this into account) so I immediately and happily agreed. But that wasn't the end of it, ten minutes later he asked me if we had anything in particular arranged for March. 'Not that I can think of,' I said, 'why?' 'Because I was just looking at Ryanair flights and wondering if you'd fancy a weekend in Barcelona or somewhere now all that nasty Valentine overpricing is out of the way.' 'Ooh well if you're sure, P,' I tried to sound concerned, 'that none of those foreign hotels might be carrying on 'post Valentine specials' or anything...' He knew I was joking but still threatened to spank me for being sarcastic.
I got the spanking on Monday, after reminding him I'd been sarcastic, the weekend is definitely on and I have to choose the destination, table booked for Thursday night. So overall I can't complain, in fact I think my husband's natural cheapskate tendency is getting me a rather better deal overall.
Last Friday's Post -
You clever people guessed correctly. It wasn't a bottom but light shining from a new lamp we bought. Thanks for guessing.
Ronnie
xx
