Husband and I have never had a traditional marriage, or even a traditional courtship. We met online and got married eight months later in a drive-thru in Vegas. As our wedding announcement said, it was only “Twenty-five dollars to meet. Twenty-five dollars to marry. A lifetime of happiness = priceless.”
Even our gift giving has not been traditional. Gifts tend to be practical from him and bizarre items that aren’t off his “list” from me. Other couples I know give/get jewelry but that has never been a gifting norm for us. He did have a necklace made for me just after we met but that was a total anomaly. We both wear the same titanium wedding bands that we bought online for $99 and, since he never proposed, I don’t have an engagement ring. I count the necklace he had made for me as my engagement ring. In fact, the truth is, Husband believes that if it doesn’t plug in or turn on, it’s not a gift. The closest he’s come to giving me jewelry since we’ve been married was a few years ago when Apple upgraded/recalled their iPod mini and made them small enough to be worn on a watch band. That year, I got a bright green watchband to host the iPod mini. Add to this gift-giving oddity, because our birthdays are so close to Christmas, Christmas for us is not really a gift holiday, our birthdays are the big gift day. This year for Christmas he spent (Thank you Amazon points) a whopping $2.99 on a digital watch in bright green from China. Let me tell you, that $2.99 was quite a bargain since the watch tells you the future time, gaining minutes ever hour. And, since the rock-bottom price was so tempting, he also bought himself one and now we play, “WHAT TIME IS IT NOW?” with each one. If we’re looking for the current time, his watch always wins. If we’re looking for the time in some other country, mine might actually be right – if you change the country each time you look, that is. I got a bit sidetracked here, as usual. I was talking about nontraditional gifts. This year on the birthday gifting front, Husband outdid himself. I’m currently writing this IN my office /studio that Husband “gave” me for my birthday. And by gave, I mean, busted his butt and finished the floor Christmas night, cleaned up the room and set up my tool chest so that on my birthday morning, I could go downstairs and start filling it up with my stuff. And, if that weren’t enough, he bought me (Thank you again Amazon points) a few tools to use to make my various art pieces out of the stuff he calls trash. BEST GIFT EVER. I now get to pull my things out of the boxes they’ve been living in for two years and put them about my space and feel whole again. And he gets to complain that I have “too much stuff “and it’s “all junk” and “Why does your crap have to be everywhere?” BUT since it’s my space, I don’t have to do anything but smile. Now the question becomes, will this space enable me to finish all the things brewing in my mind? Maybe. Maybe not. All I know is that I feel like I have a space to breathe again, and that, dear friends, is the best gift of all!
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