Me: "Yeah so there's this silver bracelet I want, I think it's even on sale for something ridiculously low like 200 bucks."
The Prince: "Your notion of 'ridiculously low' is a little whacked considering that, less than an hour ago, you got pissed at me in the grocery store for attempting to buy baby spinach that was 10 CENTS more than the baby spinach you intended to purchase."
Me: "Yeah but that spinach was for a salad. This bracelet would be for life."
The Prince: "Bullshit. You have more silver jewelry than you know what to do with."
Me: "I hoard it, okay? When I was a toddler I used to hoard My Little Pony toys and carry them around everywhere, and now that I'm a grown woman, I hoard sterling silver jewelry. You're just going to have to accept this. Accept this and buy me that bracelet."
The Prince: "No way. Maybe for Christmas. Christmas is the next special occasion that warrants a gift of jewelry."
Me: "See, here's the thing. I've been thinking about this..."
The Prince: "Oh no, not THINKING."
Me: "Shhhh. You see, There's Christmas, which we agree is a jewelry-sanctioned event. After that, BAM, it's Valentine's Day. That means more sparkly things. Then comes April, and WOO, it's my birthday, and we both know that means expensive shit, and then less than one month later, YIPPEE it's our yearly dating anniversary, and really, how could that EVER not mean jewelry?
|Doesn't this just make your heart race?|
The Prince: "Unbelievably, I'm listening to this crap. Go on."
Me: "So what I'm saying is that for the first half of the year, from Christmastime through to May, I am a happy camper. There are jewelry events practically raining from the skies. But then there's June, July, August, September, October and November... all with no shiny gifts."
The Prince: "So?"
Me: "I'm just not okay with it, you know? I mean, I've practically made it through the first 3 jewelry-free months of this year already, and I'm telling you, these are sad times. I think you should just buy me the bracelet. I bet if you buy it, I'll be able to make it through until Christmas without becoming a total dragon."
The Prince: "Doubtful."
The Prince: "I'm not buying you the bracelet."
Me: "Yes you are. I'm going to blog about this, and then everyone who comments will be all 'The Prince should totally buy you the bracelet' and then you'll feel inclined."
The Prince: "If by 'inclined' you mean 'pressured', I regret to inform you that I don't give a shit."
Me: "You are so mean to me."
The Prince: "I am not. Come here. Give me a kiss."
Me: "Eff that idea. Give me a bracelet."