Since the release of Skyfall last
year, Mike has become (obsessed?) with wanting to live certain aspects of
James Bond's life, and I'm sure I can't be the only girl (suffering?) as a
result.
Since he can't sleep with a different woman every night he's taken on other, less exciting characteristics:
1. Martinis
It became one of Mike's priorities before we moved in together to buy a set of martini glasses with all the ingredients to go with it before he'd even thought about a vacuum cleaner (that 'present' for me came later); lemons are part of the weekly shop because you can't have a martini without a twist of lemon; and a cocktail shaker with measuring cups are frequently left out on the side with a faint whiff of vodka.
2. Casinos
Mike suddenly developed a desire to visit a casino; he started asking me to play poker with him (We've only played once together with coppers and it ended with me losing but grabbing his coins anyway saying "What's yours is mine, right?" - he hasn't asked me since) and then bought a poker set (to avoid using coins?). He recently visited a casino where, thankfully for me and our landlord, he realised he was in way over his head and left without spending next month's rent money.
3.Close-shaves
No I don't mean close shaves with death. Mike has taken up wet shaving like James Bond does in Skyfall. He even goes to a barber shop to have it done ocassionally. I think it is intended to make him feel more manly but the frequent 'ouch's from the bathroom when he cuts himself would suggest the opposite.
4. MI6
After seeing the film, Mike decided to see what it would take to become an MI6 agent. It turns out that you need a university degree...which convinced Mike to finally get a degree...in anything, as long as he can eventually call himself 007.
I'm still trying to decide whether this phase is cute or not, but considering I'm going through a belated Harry Potter phase, I might be able to ignore it. Between me calling him a 'filthy mudblood' when he steals the duvet and him making us work through every Bond film in order, one might think we're living in a dream world....then the marigolds go on and I start the washing up...
Since he can't sleep with a different woman every night he's taken on other, less exciting characteristics:
1. Martinis
It became one of Mike's priorities before we moved in together to buy a set of martini glasses with all the ingredients to go with it before he'd even thought about a vacuum cleaner (that 'present' for me came later); lemons are part of the weekly shop because you can't have a martini without a twist of lemon; and a cocktail shaker with measuring cups are frequently left out on the side with a faint whiff of vodka.
2. Casinos
Mike suddenly developed a desire to visit a casino; he started asking me to play poker with him (We've only played once together with coppers and it ended with me losing but grabbing his coins anyway saying "What's yours is mine, right?" - he hasn't asked me since) and then bought a poker set (to avoid using coins?). He recently visited a casino where, thankfully for me and our landlord, he realised he was in way over his head and left without spending next month's rent money.
3.Close-shaves
No I don't mean close shaves with death. Mike has taken up wet shaving like James Bond does in Skyfall. He even goes to a barber shop to have it done ocassionally. I think it is intended to make him feel more manly but the frequent 'ouch's from the bathroom when he cuts himself would suggest the opposite.
4. MI6
After seeing the film, Mike decided to see what it would take to become an MI6 agent. It turns out that you need a university degree...which convinced Mike to finally get a degree...in anything, as long as he can eventually call himself 007.
I'm still trying to decide whether this phase is cute or not, but considering I'm going through a belated Harry Potter phase, I might be able to ignore it. Between me calling him a 'filthy mudblood' when he steals the duvet and him making us work through every Bond film in order, one might think we're living in a dream world....then the marigolds go on and I start the washing up...
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