She lay quietly in bed wondering what to get for their first anniversary. It should be quite simple really. After all, the first anniversary is a “Paper” anniversary so any gift dealing with paper should work. That could entail money. OK here in Canada everything except five and ten-dollar bills were now that gawd awful plastic. Besides money wasn’t something he’d appreciate.
He really had no need for it or respect for it for that matter. He could chew through a lot of it.
She tried not to move as she wasn’t in the mood for his kisses just yet. She had important things on her mind. What to get, oh what to get?
OK, paper. Hmm, put your thinking cap on. She’d left things to the last minute as usual. Someday she had to learn to plan better.
There were other options. The gem stone was something in gold or pearl. He really wasn’t into jewellery of any kind especially not a pearl. He never wore rings but maybe a nice gold chain would work. Nope, not that either, too much money at today’s gold prices.
What to do what to do? She could just make him a special dinner. There were certain things he really liked but she had to be careful, he did have a tender stomach. She knew there would be moaning and whining about his upset tummy if she wasn’t careful. He was sort of a meat and potatoes kind of guy.
She finally moved and sure enough there he was wanting to give her a morning kiss. “Not now!” she said, a little harsher than she meant to say it. He looked at her dejectedly. He was such a baby sometimes but she did love him. She’d make amends later but now she had to get to work.
As usual, he’d spend the day with his buddies. Sometimes she wished he could hold down a job. Oh well, she got herself into this situation she shouldn’t complain now.
The idea of a chain appealed to her but she was more the one for chains. He liked leather. That’s it! She’ll get him something in leather. She also picked up a sleeve of racket balls. He did love chasing that ball around. Her decisions made, she was now ready. This will be a great anniversary!
As usual, he was patiently waiting for her return.
He saw her and came running across the yard to smother her with kisses. She held him back and put on the leather collar. He was very excited! She pulled one of the racket balls from the sleeve and threw it as hard as she could. He ran full steam to get it and bring it back. He sat in front of her, his tongue hanging out, waiting for more.
“Sammy, you’re the best friend I’ve ever had! Happy Anniversary!”