The Best & Worst Anniversary Gifts I’ve Received

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Justin & I are coming up on our 8th anniversary, which will be September 6th. The “traditional” gifts for the 8th anniversary are bronze or pottery, and the “modern” gifts are linens or lace. While I can think of something with lace that Justin may want me to get, none of the choices sound like very appealing gifts for me to receive. But then again, they’d be better than the gifts I usually get for our anniversaries!

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One year, I received a beautiful diamond necklace in the shape of a heart. It had two rows of black diamonds & one of white diamonds, and it was beautiful. It was so exactly my taste, and I actually wear it daily and keep it on day & night. So what’s the problem?

Well, of all of the seven anniversaries we’ve shared, that’s the only one where I received a gift at all! The first few years, I would spend a long time choosing something to give to him on our anniversary, only to get nothing in return. Finally, I gave up.

I promise, I don’t actually care about him buying me things. But what I do care about is the thought that goes into it- it really is “the thought that counts”. He could print me out a picture of something he chose for me & not even really buy it- I just want to know that on our anniversary, he’s thinking of me and wanting to express and celebrate our love for each other.

This is where I need to note that he’s actually quite a fantastic gift giver- he knows exactly what I want &does love to give it to me and make me happy. In the last year alone, I’ve gotten a Clarisonic {my birthday}, KitchenAid Stand Mixer {Christmas}, iPhone {just because/belated Valentine’s Day}, and DSLR camera {Mother’s Day}. All are amazing gifts that are far too generous. But yet, every year, September 6th goes by like any other day.

I’d gladly give up a Valentine’s Day gift {or really ANY of them} to use it for our anniversary. It’s such a special day that signifies another year of our partnership, and I don’t feel that we’ve done a great job reflecting just how important it is.

So, this year, I’m calling him on it. I don’t care if my gift is from the dollar store- we WILL be exchanging gifts this year!

Luckily, I’m not the only one who is less than pleased with their anniversary gift {or lack thereof}. When I saw this trailer for the new movie, Hope Springs, I was laughing so hard! You can view it here- and be sure to check out the Hope Springs Pinterest board too for some more couples humor! You can also follow Hope Springs on Facebook for more updates!

What is the best or worst anniversary gift you ever received?

Sony Pictures Presents “Hope Springs”, A new comedy from the director of “The Devil Wears Prada” starring Meryl Streep, Tommy Lee Jones, and Steve Carell. Watch the trailer here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-s22_Mvikl8

Note: Compensation was provided by SONY via Glam Media. The opinions expressed herein are those of the author and are not indicative of the opinions or positions of SONY

Love at First Sight

I was a high school freshman, &a social butterfly, splitting my time between two “tables” before school & at lunch- the group of friends I had from junior high that had come to the same high school as me, and the new group of friends I had recently met through some friend of a friend. This new group of friends was primarily made up of guys {I have always gotten along much better with guys}, most of whom were either skateboarders or roller bladers. Some of them listened to rock, some to punk; some smoked weed and some were “straight edge” {no drugs or drinking whatsoever}. But they ALL did one thing: Played hackey sack.

That’s where I saw him.

One day, I was sitting with the junior high group of friends &zoning out, watching the hackey sack game across the quad. The cutest guy I’d ever seen had just joined in, and I instantly started trying to come up with a way to leave the junior high table to go introduce myself. I immediately realized I had nothing to say, and in fact, would likely make a huge ass of myself. So I spent the rest of the lunch break staring & pretending to listen to my friends’ conversation while etching the image of this boy into my mind.

He wasn’t the stereotypical “high school hottie” you always see in Disney movies: he had spiky hair, a bit of a five o’clock shadow, skater clothes & MAD skills at hackey sack. He was just my type. &That smile… oh, that smile gave me the worst case of butterflies in my stomach I’d EVER felt. I HAD to meet him.

Between classes, I asked my friend Jamie* what the kid’s name was. He told me his name was Justin &I immediately asked for all the details. I learned that he was single &I immediately asked Jamie to get me Justin’s number. Jamie said he would & I spent the rest of the day thinking about him.

The next day, I asked Jamie if he’d gotten Justin’s number. Jamie said he’d forgotten but he’d try at lunch. This went on for over a WEEK. {Turns out, Jamie had a thing for me even though he was dating my friend & didn’t want me to date Justin. I learned this MUCH later, but it’s the reason it took so long to get Justin’s number.} When I finally got it, I didn’t know what to do.

I made Jamie call Justin with me. We talked on three-way {remember that?} for a bit, but then Jamie got off the line. &Then Justin and I talked for SIX hours. Literally. Six. No breaks or anything. {&MAN did I have to pee by the end of that!}

Our conversation confirmed what I’d felt the moment I laid eyes on him: I was in love with this boy.

So where is he now?

Asleep in the next room. He just fell asleep cuddling with our son & he is going to wake up in the morning to streamers hanging from the ceiling in celebration of the 8th birthday of his that we’ve spent together. Yes, I am still with my high school sweetheart & yes, I am every bit as in love with him now as I was then-&much, much more. ♥

Linked up with Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop! {Prompt #3: A boy you had a crush on…where is he now?}

Mama’s Losin’ It

*Name changed to protect the unknowing.

Trading Spaces: Bloggy Style

Heather over at Desperately Seeking Sanity had the {genius} idea for a “Trading Spaces” of sorts- a bunch of us are swapping blogs for the day! Below is a post from E of E, Myself and I. The topic of the swap is “Love”. So read on, check my post out on E’s blog & sign up for the next blog swap!

First of all, can you please just play – or at least imagine – a Taylor Swift song playing in the background of this post?  (Any song will do.) Thanks!
So, let’s be honest, boys weren’t really throwing themselves at me in middle school and high school.  For starters, I was “a prude.” I also have freckles, which didn’t help my case.  Either way, I cried after my first kiss in eighth grade so, I resigned myself to being a nun early in life.  ;)

In ninth grade, Jeff and I went on approximately four dates.  That is, of course, only if you consider your parents driving you to school dances in the backseat of the family van a date.  Then, out of no where – just when I thought things were beginning to get serious – he broke up with me on AOL.  (How could he?!?)

Lucky for him, he was just a little too late and I’d already decided he was the love of my life.  He could run, but he couldn’t hide! For the next two years, I took every opportunity to humiliate myself convice Jeff that we should be together.  I wrote in a journal my sophomore year: “God, if you don’t want us to be together, why can’t you just let me GET OVER THIS BOY? I know there is something special about him.”  (And trust me, I believed this with every ounce of my fifteen year old self.) 

Although he said ‘no’ all THREE times I asked him to dances etc., for some reason Jeff kept coming around.  Our lives, by this point, had taken dramatically different routes.  He became one of the “cool kids” who snuck out and drank, and I took on the role of “good girl” — complete with Student Government, Young Life, and the newspaper staff.  While Jeff’s friends made fun of me in the halls, my friends and I made up nicknames to talk about him (“the Rat” if you must know), listened to sappy KC & JoJo love songs, and drove by his house most Friday nights. I can pretty much guarantee you that if you asked ANYONE who knew us then if we’d ever get married, they’d give it a 1 in 25856784923 chance… (There was probably a better chance that he’d take out a restraining order and I’d end up in jail!)

Then, finally, my junior year, I had my first real boyfriend.  He was a great guy and perfectly fit the image of “Miss Christianity” I was going for…  For the first time in two years, I didn’t think about Jeff all the time.  After all, he wasn’t the “kind of guy” I was looking for.  Meanwhile, however, Jeff was going through his own transformation.  And, while I’d like to take credit for it, I can’t at all.  He had become a Christian that winter and started hanging out with my group of friends – you know, the ones I ditched as soon as I got a boyfriend.  (Oh, high school!)

Ironically, the night I got dumped – and trust me, I mourned – when I called a girlfriend to cry, Jeff answered the phone.  And… the rest is history….  (Yeah right!)

Read the rest of our love story later this week at www.emyselfandi.com.



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Susie’s Note: Please go check me out at E’s place so maybe she’ll let me crash her blog again one day!

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