All I want for Christmas
Went up to Oxford Wed morning to do Christmas shopping with the man. And we had so much fun. He disappeared for a while to buy my present but what broke my heart was we weren't able to find anything for him. Lol, but we've got to be the only people on the planet who can get genuinely excited about stationary, we went a little crazy. Ate a burger each in the car. Then drove back to his as the rain turned to snow and we talked nine to the dozen about theatre and how we'd make Troilus and Cressida work onstage.
Because I'm obviously not there for Christmas Day, he, his ma and I did presents that evening, which was so lovely. PREZZIES. Haha. I got a lot of bumble-bee themed stuff a la my nickname Bumble, which was nice. Alex got bumble bee cufflinks too. I was so intrigued about his presents for me, he was quite nervous about giving them. But wow, they were proper serious lover presents; he'd gone to a jewellers and bought me a bracelet and necklace; I now never want to take them off. Feel terribly special. So touched he knew me so well; what a kind thing to do. I got inspired and decided I'd get his watch engraved for him, (something daft: A truly great actor wears this watch. Love B x) but he didn't really go for that since he doesn't wear his watch a lot but I want to get him something that really means something after seeing how special my gifts were. I'm a bit overwhelmed.
This is them:
This followed by, quite simply, the best sex ever. Like raw animal dirty-talking sex. Lots of shouting. It was like molten fire.
And this morning, we curled up together and got up late (listening to the thump of the fattest cat in the household around 10am lumber into the space under the bed and settle down for a sleep) My gorgeous man. He kept catching me round the waist and telling me he loved me. And I buried my face in his chest and told him I loved him. It was all like BIG SOPPY. Sorry, I'm all loved up and mushy.
Hahaha, we set up a DVD player today too, which he quite rightly described as "the ultimate test of a relationship"; but we just had a laugh about it, we didn't fall out or anything. I'm frankly worried about Christmas Day back here with the parents- if Dad drinks, it'll very quickly deteriorate into arguing. But I've booked up to see about 4 great plays with the man in the next few weeks, I've actually managed to get lots of RADA work done. So I'm on top of my own work just for once and I just happen to have the best man in the world. Ever.