On July 4th Boyfriend and I celebrated being romantically entangled for one whole year. I told Boyfriend that I was really excited about our one year anniversary and that I wanted to do something to celebrate it. I told him that he should surprise me with something and then he went “ughhhhhhh” for about thirty seconds because he hates surprises that much. I don’t normally care a lot about anniversaries but this is the first time I’ve been in a serious relationship and actually had the chance to celebrate a one year anniversary.
To be honest, neither Boyfriend nor myself really know the exact date we became a couple. Dates are hard things to remember. He’s still working on getting my birthday down pat, for instance. We knew it was somewhere in the beginning of July so I pleaded with him to let it be July 4th. I didn’t really need to plead because I don’t think he really cares what day it is, so he agreed. I wanted it to be July 4th because that is Independence Day. However, from now on, Boyfriend and I will be celebrating Codependents Day! I thought it was really clever.
I was really looking forward to celebrating my anniversary with Boyfriend. He is such a good guy, and he is so amazing to me, that some days I just want to shout on the rooftops how lucky I am. He doesn’t like attention so I probably won’t do that, but I get the urge at times. Sure we make fun of each other around our friends and give each other a hard time about how our shirts don’t match our pants, or how the living room wall should be painted white because the wood wall is too dark, or about how annoying the music in the new Final Fantasy video game is (okay that’s all me), but in the end we love each other and like to make each other laugh (okay he is way better at the being funny part).
As you may be aware if you have read other blog posts on here, this year has definitely had its share of ups and downs for me. Throughout all of those ups and all of those downs, Boyfriend has been by my side, holding my hand and taking my mind off of the bad or reminding me about the good. He has celebrated my accomplishments with me, been my travel partner on some amazing trips, sat by me during hospital visits, doctors appointments, blood tests and scans, wiped my tears when I was frustrated with my health, rubbed my back when it was sore, fed me popsicles when I was sick, and most importantly, held me while watching the season finales of Battlestar Galactica and Doctor Who.
I feel like I’m a different person than I was before I started going steady with Boyfriend. I feel like I was missing out on something really special. I’m so glad our friends pushed us to quit acting like youngsters and start dating already. I don’t even want to think about where I would be if we were both too chicken shit to tell each other how we felt. I wouldn’t know who David Tennant is. I wouldn’t know what a cylon is, although I would probably still talk about cylons so my friends would think I’m cool. I would think that a D20 is a number called out in Bingo. Oh, the horror!
With all of this in mind I wanted to get Boyfriend a special gift for our first anniversary. But the big day came and I found myself pretty strapped for cash because I just booked a trip to Disney World with my best friend, so I had to get a little creative in my gift giving. I decided to use some paper and high lighters and put my Grade 3 craft skills to use. Nothing screams love like some handmade cards with whatever supplies happen to be in your vicinity! So I pooled together all of my school supply resources and created these fancy gifts for Boyfriend:
This is a Doctor Who card. Coloured in using highlighters and pencils. Nothing but the best for Boyfriend.
Homemade Tardis envelope.
Not pictured: a purple How To Train Your Dragon 2 frisbee, which I received in a Happy Meal the previous day. Can’t get more romantic than giving your boyfriend a recycled Happy Meal toy.
So Boyfriend picked me up after work and I showed him the amazing Tardis envelope and talked about how many hours I put into his home made gift. And then I apologized for not buying him an actual gift. His response was “You don’t have to buy me a gift, dear. I didn’t think this was going to be a gift giving thing.” Needless to say that response made me sad. I wanted it to be a special day and he didn’t even think gifts were needed. I AM SHALLOW AND SUPERFICIAL. OF COURSE GIFTS ARE NEEDED. So I had an inner conflict where I beat myself up a little and decided that gifts weren’t important. Love and all that other sappy garbage is what’s important, Lisa! So I walked into the house feeling a mixture of sadness for Boyfriend not putting any effort into our anniversary and guilt for caring enough about that. And then I walked into the living room and threw my purse on the floor and noticed a vase full of beautiful roses! Sneaky Boyfriend managed to surprise me after all!
I’ve told Boyfriend in the past that a guy has never gotten me flowers, so it turns out he spent his lunch break getting me roses and then came to my house to sneakily put them in my living room. But he didn’t realize that “no one has ever bought me flowers before” meant that I wouldn’t have a vase to keep them in, so Nancy had to come home on her lunch break and find one to lend him. He was just going to put them in a McDonalds cup, he later told me.
After that Boyfriend took me to our favourite restaurant, Get Stuffed. We sat at our favourite table in the window and ate our favourite meal. When our waiter brought out our meals to us, naturally we had a lengthy conversation about what noises certain vegetables would make and what those vegetables would be like if they were human. We decided that green beans would be vegan and probably go to hot yoga everyday. While eating, every minute or so someone would walk by with adorable puppies on a leash. Someone even had the dog from The Little Mermaid out for a walk! Boyfriend tried to convince me that he paid for them to walk past the window as an anniversary gift because he knew I liked puppies. I’m not that gullible though.
To top off our lovely anniversary, Boyfriend was going to take me to the traveling amusement park to go on a few rides and maybe win me a stuffed bear, but we were dying from the heat and I’m practically Lucille 2 from Arrested Development so the rides would give me vertigo, so we decided to go see a movie because movie theatres are air conditioned. We went to see Deliver Us From Evil and it was so extremely terrifying that I spent half of the movie weeping out of fear. At one point, after hearing me scream and turning to see tears streaming down my face, Boyfriend squeezed my hand and sarcastically whispered “Happy Anniversary!”
I managed to make it through the movie without having a full blown panic attack and then we went home to watch Futurama so that I could take my mind off of demons, and surprisingly I slept without nightmares and without having to get Boyfriend to check under the bed for monsters.
All in all I consider our anniversary a huge success! I’m looking forward to another 136 years of anniversaries with Boyfriend. I watch enough sci-fi shows to assume that science can make that happen for us.