This morning I noticed that John had his day planner from work, open to the first week in June. I also noticed that on June 3rd he had drawn a line through the entire afternoon and written in PLAYING GOLF.
I mentioned this to him and he smiled and said he was playing in a golf tournament. I asked him if that was all he was doing that day.
ah.......................hmmmmmmmmmmm. You could practically see the thinking steam coming out of his ears. OOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooh it's our anniversary, isn't it?
Now, this isn't one of those in between anniversaries, this is the BIG 40.
I swear when I suggested that he might want to give it some thought since through the ages his gifts have been..........well...........different.
He looked so hurt when he said, "BUT, BUT, you didn't like the new tractor seat I got for YOUR lawn tractor?"
Yes, I love it. My bum loves it. But, the bar is up a little higher for the BIG 40.
I was sitting in my comfy chair, this evening, watching TV with the dog on my lap and a cat on my shoulder when he says, " Come on and I'll take you out for ice cream." On the way to the car I told him that this DID NOT count as an advanced anniversary present. His shoulders slumped.
Honestly, I am soooooooo easy to buy for. What am I getting for him?
heh probably bake him some cookies. Hey, I could make sure there are 40 of them.