I am a very lucky girl, I remind myself almost every day, especially when the annoyances of slogging though a busy graduate life seem especially irritating. I have a family who loves me and I love them. I have many interesting and intelligent friends, who enrich my life daily. I have an interesting job, and I work on something that inspires me. I get paid to go to school and get a doctorate. I have many hobbies that keep me from getting bored. And I have a wonderful husband who loves me and spoils me rotten. I have nothing to complain about.
Our 5 year wedding anniversary is on Friday, and as my husband came home from a three week business trip yesterday, we found ourselves exchanging gifts early, impatient to see the smiles of delight on each others’ faces. Granted, my present to him was not hideable—where, I ask you, does one hide a leather armchair in a small condominium?
My husband’s presents to me were very sweet and thoughtful. First, a pair of Montana sapphire stud earrings, to remind us of our beloved home state whenever I wear them. You can see them on the left.
on it. Could it be, the Exclusif I have been wanting for so long? I dared not hope as I opened the box and saw….
another box---It may very well be…
It is, and oh what a lucky girl am I! Now I have a ginormous bottle of Bois des Iles to last me for a really long time. Maybe I’ll be able to spritz some on on our 50th anniversary, should we be so lucky.
It feels good to be spoiled rotten. It feels even better to be loved.
Painting of lovers by Szinyei Merse Pál, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons