Don't get me wrong. It isn't that I thought I could ever match Justin in the gifting department...but every year our anniversary is a shameful reminder of how horribly inept I am in the whole gift giving process.
Want to know what I got Justin for our fourth wedding anniversary? I have no idea. I only know that...within 36 hours of our actual anniversary date...a Best Buy commercial came on TV and a gadget was advertised. And Justin raised an eyebrow at seeing it. And said, "Hmmm. Look at that."
Not, "AWESOME! I've gotta GET one of those!" or
"Woo Hoo! I know what I'm putting on my Christmas list!"
Just, "Hmmm...look at that."
And so that's what he looked at today. Wrapped in Christmas paper. Because it's what I had.
The photos following are the gift-wrapped shamefest I endured following supper.
Apparently, the traditional gift for the 4th anniversary is fruit.
My favorite fruit is pears.
So...for our anniversary...Justin got me pears.
A bouquet of real ones...and a 'pair' of impractical shoes (that's tradition)...and a pair of pear paintings that were painted by my favorite local artist,
Edward Bartoszek, Tuesday night at Justin's request. And I couldn't, COULDN'T be more delighted.
Don't they just look like cartoon eye candy? Mmmmmmmmm....I love 'em.
Justin had to head back to the office to meet a deadline, and it's just as well. Otherwise, we'd have spent the evening with him awkwardly trying to pretend he has some idea of what the gift I gave him is. And it might have spoiled my enjoyment of the juicy pears I'm about to devour.
For the record...Pudge has willingly oozed herself from the seat to underneath the vehicle, in a gradual and painless manner. She thought she saw a patch of oil where she'd parked last...and wanted to change out the brake rotors. She's VERY handy with a lug wrench.
