
PIGS CAN FLY
Okay, I admit it. I thought when pigs could fly, I might get nice jewelry as a gift from my darling husband. And it was okay for a lot of years. He's such an excellent husband, I could overlook his lack of romantic gifts.
He made up for all those years this Christmas. I got TWO major pieces of jewelry! I'm bedecked like a queen. The one thing I've really wanted is one of those circle diamond necklaces that slide around on my Omega chain. They're expensive but I really love them. I placed a subtle hint, oh back around the summer.
Fat chance I thought. I told my sweet daughter-in-law what I wanted thinking just maybe she could sway him when they went shopping together. She took him shopping and he had already planned it all and knew just what he wanted. He not only got me the necklace, he got gorgeous white gold hoops as well.
To really understand how big this was, let me take you back to our FIRST Christmas. We'd been married two months, mind you. TWO MONTHS. I was expecting a piece of jewelry, perfume maybe. Something pretty. I got a BLENDER. That was all. A blender. A lump formed in my throat as big as a rock and it was all I could do not to cry. Was that what he thought of me? That now I wasn't a sweetheart--I was a COOK? The next year I was prepared so at least I didn't cry when I got a toaster. LOL!
I'm not quite sure what has caused this departure from his practical gifts, but I've been watching the sky with suspicious eyes. And I was glad to see my son got his new bride a piece of jewelry as well as the heated Harley gear. LOL
Labels: jewelry, practical gifts, present