Worst Gift Giver Ever

So, Boyfriend’s birthday is coming up.

And I have a confession.

It’s not my fault. I try SO HARD. Probably too hard.

This is not an exaggeration. I have seen the entire internet. There is a LOT of porn out there. 

Anyway,  Boyfriend is tough to shop for. I’m no expert in his hobbies (like golf or fishing), so it’s not like I could get him a new golf stick thingy-

Or fish stick thingy-

Well that just sounds filthy.

Whatever. And I try to find cool gadgets related to this stuff, but he already knows about most of them. And since he’s not poor like some of us here, if there is something he wants super bad, he probably owns it.

  

But this isn’t a problem – I can still get him something fun and whimsical. Right?

It’s hard to explain. I usually almost get it right.

(Just kidding. If I got my hands on a kitty, there’s no way I’d be able to give it away. Retarded or not.)

To Boyfriend’s credit, he is an excellent gift receiver.

Here’s hoping I do a little better this year! 

Golf Season, Meh.

A few weeks ago, this happened:

Boyfriend golfs every Tuesday in the spring/summer. I know this. But, I had forgotten what it was like. Until the first Tuesday.

Boyfriend gets super cranky when golf doesn’t go well.

Luckily his second week of golf went better

It was all sunshine and butterflies and rainbows then.

So now every Tuesday is a crapshoot

Eek. And the masters was on last weekend. It turns out, his reactions aren’t that much different watching golf, either.

I really like popcorn.

Only 3483749582734 more golf days til fall...

My (Not So) Secret Addiction

To what, you ask?

Sigh. I kind of don’t want to tell you guys. But I will. Because honesty is my policy.

PLEASE DON’T JUDGE ME.  

But seriously guys. Friday nights with Boyfriend have pretty much turned into this:

Is there a support group for people like me? I need help.

Boyfriend is My Hero

So, I moved! YAAAAY! It was stressful (as all moves are), but I’m super happy to be in my new apartment. I’ll post more about it later. Right now, I’m having an issue.

A few weeks ago, I made an appointment for the cable/internet company to come hook me up the Tuesday after I moved – so I’d only be without internet for a day or so. Which is good, because not having internet makes me shaky.

So, whilst I was mid move, I got a phone call. You may see where this is going.

That’s right, I’m not getting the cable/internet I ordered for THREE WEEKS.

Horrible, right?! Like seriously, wtf am I supposed to do. I can live without tv, but NOT internet.  I’d seriously have to set up shop in a café after work every day.

Anyway, Boyfriend came over on Monday to check out the new place and talk me down from this internet issue. I showed him that all of my untrusting neighbors had password protected their connections.

People these days! No one trusts anyone.

[In case you’re wondering, yes, I will be password protecting my internet connection. I pay a lot of money for it! Shut up.]

The only unpassword protected accounts were the “hotspots” and I didn’t have an account with any of them.

And then he went from this:

To this:

WOOOHOOOO! So, I have shaky internet access. Really shaky. Like, I can’t stream videos in my bedroom, but I can do it from the living room.

In Bedroom

Yeah, we’re watching game of thrones.

In living room.

It still froze a few times. Boyfriend and I are gonna have to watch a lot of redbox for the next few weeks.

So, yeah. Better than nothing. If I’m not commenting as much on your blog (or posting as much), don’t be offended/upset. The internet periodically craps out completely, and then I’ll get shaky connections only in certain places in my apartment.  As I was trying to put this up, I had to switch rooms twice. The universe is trying to test my patience. It’s not going great.