If you've been keeping up with The Three Little Bugs you know full well how I feel about Mr. Right, but I'll bet you didn't know how he feels about me.
I mean, yeah, you know he considers me sort-of neurotic and a bit of a control freak but did you know that he likes me enough to secretly arrange childcare between friends and my Incredible Sister and that he's going to fly me to...no, no, wait, you have to read this with a mental gasp...L.A. to see Wicked?!?
I found out last Thursday. The Incredible Sister and Mr. Right quietly presented me with my birthday present early: a pretty gold bag of Lindt's chocolates that had obviously been opened and taped closed.
I thought: that's more tacky than anything else.
But The Pirate had seen sugar and was tearing into my present so I acted fast and inside, lo and behold, along with the chocolate, the real gift.
So this evening Mr. Right was trying to find reputable locals of dining in L.A. He clicked a link and we both fell silent.
"Uh, well," he finally said, "we probably won't be going...there."
And if you know Mr. Right at all, you'll laugh at the very idea of him hiphopping at the Tokio ultra lounge (Oh and there's swanky music too...which is your family friendly warning. But honestly, would I put anything really risque on my blog?)