blue birthday monster

This morning I woke up with one of those ‘I anticipate serious happiness today’ smiles. It’s the kind of feeling that white kids have on Christmas morning and us normal kids had on our birthdays until we turned 17, the age at which either we stopped growing or people stopped caring enough to buy presents, or maybe that’s just me. Nowadays if you’re not fortunate enough to be yoking a boyfriend you can’t always count on people noticing it’s your birthday, leave alone buying you presents.(a wall post on Facebook doesn't count)

This year for my birthday, the boyfriend bought me a ring. It was the ultimate gesture of togetherness. I was all bubbly and other uncomfortable feelings trying to figure out what this meant for us. It wasn’t a wedding proposal or anything but it was inscribed so it sure as hell meant something. I thought that I had finally tamed this man-god of mine. 

Then, a week later the man-god cum man-devil lost my ring!! Again, I couldn’t help thinking that this too must be a grand gesture. Either he freaked out at the thought of such a high level of commitment or he was just hopelessly irresponsible. I wasn’t sure whether to be angry or just sad. 

In the spirit of being apologetic, he bought me a pair of shoes with a matching bag (not another ring!!, which would have more than made up for the loss) which is why am still convinced that he chickened out and hid the ring. The bag was nice none the less, I can’t complain much. It looked very expensive and very blue (not one of my favorite colors but on that bag it was wow!!)

The boyfriend is one hell of a bitter sweet melody. He buys me a ring (yeeeah!!) then he loses it (bummer!!); he knows my exact shoe size, but can’t figure out my ring size, even though I have a wide array of rings and he could have easily picked one to measure for size. At times I wish I would have just kept the ring as huge as it was.

Back to current affairs, after a long stress filled week, I am finally feeling happy, even jovial and very expectant. I have a sense of impending non-doom. 

Am in the mood for a private jet or a brand new Mercedes, maybe a house in the Kenyan version of the Hamptons… but I will settle for a free drink and sushi