From my earliest years, my parents never celebrated (well to any extent) their wedding anniversary. The only time I can remember witnessing or hearing anything about my mom getting something from dad was the year he sent her a dozen roses at work, and then she had to pay the bill for the flowers. More than most, she was polite to the florist and nice enough to get by with dad in her insistence that he had better not do anything like that again. So, as you can see, I didn't grow up with the most illustrious example of the anniversary celebration, even though my parents were happily married for a little over 30 years when my dad passed away in 2007.
This being said, tomorrow brings a new test to my creativity and my ability to perform in an arena that I have hardly any experience in. Two years ago tomorrow I married my wife in what was surely one of the most unusual weddings ever to take place (I will post another blog just about it for those who haven't been regaled with the story.) Last year we were in the middle of moving and in the aftermath of family tragedy, so I was able to get by without having to make a huge deal of the anniversary, but still at least remember it. This year, I have been getting hints for the past month about flowers, candy, dinner, dancing, and a new Lexus (yeah right) as things that are seemingly a little more than expected to appear at some time tomorrow.
I started this week putting some things together (yes, kinda the last minute) but she got her anniversary present early, her idea, so the biggie was covered. The web has given me a vast library of information to surf to find ideas for little things to do, and places to go eat, etc. On top of that, everyone I know recommends a restaurant to me and tells me how nice it is. ( Thanks mom, I do know that McD's has Double Cheeseburgers for a dollar.) I have muddled through all the ideas and have finally made my plans, reservations, and even considered buying a flower or two and paying for them myself.
NOW, what I don't think is fair is I don't get flowers, I don't get candy, I don't get my dinner bought by her, and when you get down to it, I actually used MY money to pay for MY anniversary present. It seems to me that in the grand scheme of things I am not getting the best end of this deal. But, here is where the big BUT comes in. I am not the one who has to live with me. My neurosis, my sometimes stubborn mindset, my far-fetched ideas and my banging on a piano at 3:00AM. This being said, I think it's all fair and things are even. She has to put up with a lot from me, and most of it would drive anyone crazy, but she shoulders it very well. I think I am the lucky one in the relationship, and that opinion has nothing to do with my self-centered attitude.
I guess as much as I hate to admit it, because it sounds all MUSHY... I love her with all my heart and I am glad that tomorrow we will celebrate two years... and I look forward to many, many more.
P.S. - I could have REALLY done without a mother-in-law, though :-)
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