I have never...

.. Claimed to know anything about men.

Apart from the fact that they like sex
no, wait, my sex drive is higher than most blokes

Apart from the fact that they like food.
no, wait, there was the Ex that hated eating.

Apart from the fact that they don't like to show their emotions.
Ah, Brave heart sorted Jon out. Kleenex everywhere.

Ok. Apart from the fact that they like boobs.
ahh... ok. I'll give you that one.

But still, The Opposite Sex confuse the bejesus out of me. Jon's been ill, and therefore grumpy, for the best part of 2 weeks now. So me being The Girlfriend thought:

"Well, even though he's actually been a bit of a shit - selfish, stroppy, ungrateful - and I'm hanging on to the glimmers of nice things he's said or done lately.. I think I'll do something nice to cheer him up. It's not nice being ill, and I'd want him to look after me if I was ill. Besides, I love him and we've decided to take the rough with the smooth"

What did I decide? Well it actually stems from LilSis who was ubber chuffed when New Mr LilSis instructed her that he was taking her out for dinner.

Me: hey honey..
Jon (JD): Hey babe..
Me: I was wondering, after the football today, if you wanted to pop over so i can treat you to a nice dinner?
JD: Well, I'll see how I feel later and give you a bell.

quoi? did I do it wrong? where was the swooning? no leaping into arms? or ripping off my new underwear in a fit of passion?

my romantic lasagna is now in the freezer, awaiting another day, the new pants are in the washing pile maybe to be worn another day, perhaps, if I'm not too tired, possibly, if the football doesn't drag on, or not too many people need to be taken into hospital.

sometimes? I wonder why I bother.

On a positive note, the lack of boyfriend related distractions this weekend have resulted in a surge in the word count on my dissertation: now on 4,306. 5,000 by Monday i hope!