My title writing skills seem to lack a lot don’t they? Sorry about that but after the downer post I wrote yesterday, you should just be glad this one doesn’t include a photo of my padded room. Or an audio of jingling bottles.
Science Guy and I will be married 17 years this weekend. Can you believe he’s put up with my issues, smart mouth and pissy attitude that long? It’s downright shocking! When we add in the dating years it means we’ve been together 20 years. That makes me really old.
With the big day comes the presents and if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years it’s that joint anniversary gifts are the way to go. There’s just too much pressure to buy the perfect romantic gift. Those jewelry ads are crap!
Admit it, we all think our guys should know exactly what will make us the most happy but we also expect them to read our minds to find out what it is. Kind of like with sex. If you want him to “dine at the Y”, give him a little shove.
The best part is that in order to get out of the whole perfect gift pressure, he’ll encourage me to pick out a gift “we’ll both enjoy” and it’ll probably cost more than we’d otherwise spend. This year he thinks we should buy that new KitchenAid mixer I’ve been wanting.
I’m sorry, I enjoy appliances more than diamonds (unless it’s an iron or a vacuum- ewww!). I’m a disgrace to women everywhere.
For him it’s a win-win because I’ll be wanting to bake even more than I already do. How can he go wrong?
So, I’m anniversary shopping today and my biggest question is what color I want and which attachments I’m convinced I can’t live without. I’m thinking I’ll go with the full set of accessories.
Because really, nothing says Happy Anniversary like a sausage stuffer.