The New Florist

So yesterday everybody was either loved up or found vomming in a bin at the sight of all the loved up comments on Facebook or Twitter or < insert social networking site here >. I however, took it with a pinch of salt and got on with my working day. Sat here typing away whilst flowers poured into the office I swear you may have mistaken IBM for an actual florist at one stage. I dropped a very subtle hint on facebook.....to no avail! Sara's Husband Steve is away in Spain but he sent her flowers to work - awwww, well it would have been 'awwww' except Sara was working at home yesterday. The lovely Mrs Leason happens to live about a 30 second walk from my house so I kindly offered to take them home to her. It was worth it - the amount of looks and comments I got walking out of work with this huge bunch of flowers was unreal. I thought about going through the whole 'They're not mine, friend working at home, these from Husband' but the opportunity was too great and I held them proud pretending they were from a secret admirer - teehee! This story is a lot better than the last flower story I divulged a couple of blogs down.

I got home and very quickly it became apparent that I was freakin' marvin'. So I whipped out the iPhone and texted Jayboy. He informed me he was leaving his new house (one that is empty and cold without a kitchen and bathroom) and going back to his parents house (one that is homely and warm with a fully fitted kitchen and bathroom) and would let me know when to come round. Not gonna lie, I was a bit peeved that he wasn't already home however, before I had a chance to get angry/sad/eat my own arm off in hunger there was a knock at the door. Cue Jay at the door with 10 red roses and a bright red card. - Who said romance is dead!? The first ever flowers i'd received. I'm 23 years old and these are the first flowers i've received, the first that weren't for 'i'm sorry' or 'i'm about to cheat on you' anyway - (they don't count, btw.)

We were going to get Chinese take away and watch a movie (he'd bought 'Valentine's Day' for us to watch) and after looking at the menu for 15 minutes then deciding to have the same thing I always have I found myself dialling the number. "Welcome to Mai King, we are now closed for Chinese New Year, we will be returning February 18th" - Not even the 10 red roses could hide my disappointment. We ended up having a curry and even though the chinese will have to wait for another weekend we had a lovely evening. He even offered to be my chauffeur in his Citroen C3 - does it get better than that?! Probably shouldn't answer that. Lovely gesture, as Zoey may say.

I laid in bed last night perusing a website which showed the Grammy's red carpet. I like to browse at what people have chosen to wear to these occasions and it always amazes me that people turn up looking like they got dressed in the dark. Jordin Sparxx turned up in a hideous red frock which made Lady GaGa's entrance in an actual egg look good. I actually thought Kevin McHale looked quite dashing in a white tuxedo - but then hey i'm bias cos I just love a bit of Glee! Grammy's will be shown in the UK on Wednesday at 10pm on ITV2. Is it wrong I quite enjoyed the Usher/Bieber performance, my street cred (if I had any) has just gone waaaaay down.

Tonight will be spent mostly watching The Brits - I sincerely hope Mumford win something, they deserve it with all they've achieved the past year. I'd be voting it best album that's for sure.

Ciao amigos, I should probably do some work!