Our 1,096-Day Anniversary

Yesterday was the big day--we've been married 1,096 days now! Or three years, for those of you who prefer working with smaller numbers. And no, I'm not bad at math, it's (365 X 3) + 1 because last year was a leap year.

As usual this presented a problem with me trying to figure out what I could get for Jerel. Not that it is all about things, but I suppose that is my "love language" if you buy into that school of thought. I asked him what he wanted and he responded with a cheesy, eye-rolling "Just knowing we've been married for four years is all I ask." Tone of voice aside, it could've been considered sweet--even romantic--except that his math was off and it's only actually been three years. So since I couldn't give him what he asked for until NEXT year when it actually HAS been four years, I was left on my own. In the end he got nothing. Not for lack of trying or spending, just for lack of speedy shipping services. He really likes America's Test Kitchen so I got him a couple of their cookbooks and some magazine subscriptions.

I suggested that he get me one of those chairs that's motorized to lift you to a standing position because it's getting harder and harder for me to get up these days. Instead he got me a great pair of white gold hoop earrings. They have two hoops, a smaller one inside a bigger one, on each earring and I think it goes well with how I now have two chins. He also got me some Shel Silverstein poetry books to read to Charlie. I have one that I've had for years. So long that I used to read it to my niece as a baby, and she's twelve now. Anyway, I love that they are silly and have a fun pointless quality to them. Kind of like me? Hm.

For dinner he took me to a restaurant of my choice. We generally--wait, not generally, strictly--rotate among Pizza Hut, Red Robin, and Olive Garden. This time since it was a special occasion I was got to choose anywhere I wanted. But since I am now living in the elderly lifestyle I went with Olive Garden . . . because it is close by and meant I could still get to bed early. Like at 8 o'clock. I'm cool like that, what can I say? We had a good time though. I tried a new dish, and Jerel pored over the menu intently before choosing the same thing he always gets. During dinner I asked Jerel, "What has been your favorite part of the past three years we've spent together" because I know he LOVES deep conversation like that and he quickly responded "Not having to answer questions like that."

Anyway, I'm a lucky girl to have him and soon (when I'm no longer pregnant and cranky) he'll remember how lucky he is to have me!