Happy anniversary! To mark 24 months since officially meeting the toy boy I decided to relent and send an sms. Cold turkey of ‘Text. Love. Power.’  had been too much for him: ‘TextAppeal – for Girls’ offered the more gentle approach. Who’d have thought: so many Amazon suggestions to guide me through this text affair. So, me, sms: Have noticed the date. Silence. Could almost hear the brain ticking. 3 hours later – him: an email – I am out of the country but happy birthday.  

Only 4 months out on celebrating my birthday then. And the deep irony is my birthday is 3 days after his! Not too tricky to remember for a normal person. Still I got a nice present – purchased by me for me.

And where was he? Out playing with his friends of course. But clearly rattled as after the fateful weekend – him, sms: I have champagne. Me: it’s not birthday. Silence. Him: when we met. Me: silence. Him: Champagne? Me: too late now. Him: another time? Me: silence. 

And so it goes on. But he is learning…  he has finally managed to ask me out within 2 SMS  So I threw down the gauntlet. Me: weekdays are really busy right now. From him – silence.