Today, it's mine and my boyfriend's anniversary. After his surprise I talked about in this post, I felt the pressure to come up with something better than just a t-shirt or a gift certificate from H&M so I decided to get him a gift certificate from Zara, naturally. Just kidding. I planned something cool and I had built the suspense weeks before the big day but then I shot myself in the foot and ruined the surprised by blurting it out by mistake - yesterday. Speaking of shooting myself in the foot, that was the surprise, I took him shooting.
We've watched countless action movies and had talked about trying it ourselves to see how it actually feelt so I made the arrangements at a shooting range in our capital city and successfully kept it a secret for weeks until yesterday. A friend of mine, who knew about my surprise, asked me if I was able to pick something up for her in the capital since we were going there. I knew that my boyfriend was planning a surprise of his own so I had to check with him first to see if we had the time to do it. The previous week, I was working like crazy till 2 a.m. every day and my brain just wasn't functioning anymore, on top of that I was semi-wasted on Saturday night so most of my grey cells were completely fried by that time. I called my boyfriend and straight up said:
"Hey, do we have the time to pick something up tomorrow after we're done shooting?" I froze up. He didn't say anything immediately and for a nanosecond I thought: "Maybe he didn't hear me."
"So that's what we're doing, you're taking me shooting?" The term "wishful thinking" had never been more clear to me ...
"Fuck." I was completely unable to think and even if my brain was working with full speed, I don't think I could've possibly covered up my mess-up. But then he made it even worse by saying:
"I don't believe you, you're not that dumb to fuck up like that."
Then I just started laughing and crying at the same time: "Yes, yes, I am that dumb! I'm sorry but you're dating a complete moron."
Even if the surprise was ruined, the experience wasn't. I don't want to sound like a crazy trigger-happy maniac, but it was FRIGGING AWESOME. I'm no doubt against weapons and I don't think there's any need for civilians to carry them period but as a sport, shooting is very cool. We both had a blast more or less successfully blasting up that target with a 9-mm Czech Zbrojovka gun, which matched my hot pink nails perfectly.
After that it was my boyfriends turn. Like shooting, we'd always wanted to try sushi so he surprised me by making reservations at a sushi restaurant. I was hungry, I was excited - I was more than ready to eat some raw fish. We got to the restaurant and both ordered some sake. There's really no surprise that I drank alcohol, but my boyfriend never drinks so to be able to toast with him was a perfect anniversary gift. It was even more perfect when he couldn't finish his Hakkaisan and I had to drink it for him.
Leather vest: Newyorker
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