We've been married nineteen years today!
Which is simultaneously a real achievement and a shock to the system. (It CAN'T be that long, can it? Really? Because that's like half my life.)
And my mother-in-law ordered a kitchen table for us as a surprise gift. A real, hardwood table. I can't stress this enough: REAL WOOD. The top is one solid piece of oak, with nary a piece of MDF anywhere near it. (I can't even imagine how much she paid for it, and I'm not rude enough to ask...) It didn't come with chairs, but I'd rather pick my own anyway. See, we've had crappy second-hand (or third- or fourth-) furniture ever since we moved back to the states. We're trying to buy decent stuff a bit at a time, but the kitchen table was the worst of the lot by far (hail, chrome and Formica) and the least priority to replace. I don't think anybody ever told my MIL just how shabby the old table was -- though she's seen pictures of Elspeth perched on it -- but it's so very like her to just replace it out of the blue.
Garnet has this amazing talent for picking just the ideal, utterly unexpected present, and she does it totally by accident. You know what she gave my sister-in-law for Christmas? Tickets to see Hamlet this year. (Let the implications of that sink in for a minute...) GOOD tickets. She just thought it would be a nice gesture since she's studying Shakespeare. And by all accounts, when the package was opened, Garnet pops out with, "And after I bought these, somebody told me that man from Doctor Who is supposed to be in the production this year. I think you like him, don't you?" Okay, I admit it. On the whole, I'm still terribly jealous about that and I'd rather have tickets to see David Tennant in Hamlet than the solid oak table, but the table's still an amazing anniversary gift.ETA:
gave me a lovely anniversary gift as well, by posting the fic she wrote for me the Secret Santa exchange at ten_n_tyler
. It's amazingly well-written, and presses all my buttons for realistic romance. So check it out if you get a chance!