I was going to do the library meme-fication, but I think I’ll save that for next week when people are around. Our third wedding anniversary is Monday, and, just out of curiosity, I thought I’d see what the gift industry has decided an appropriate gift would be.
Turns out that the traditional gift is leather (minds out of the gutter, please) and the "modern" one is crystal (as in The Dark?). Anyway, Sheri and Bob Stritof, who clearly know what they’re talking about (ahem), issue some ideas on how to celebrate over at About. My comments in bold:
- Since leather is the traditional gift for this anniversary, consider plan a western themed evening together and listen to country love songs. (Um, while hilarious, NO.)
- Plan a movie night and watch your wedding video. (Don’t have one, so NO.)
- Get tickets for a movie, sports event, concert, theatre, etc. to attend together. (Why, how original! NO.)
But that’s not all they’ve got. Oh no:
Put together a gift basket that has a variety of Fuchsia plants, along with a pair of leather garden gloves, and a coupon on jade green paper stating your willingness to help get the small plants in the soil.
Okay, well, actually it’s my fault I originally misread the first part as a variety of Fuchsia PANTS (it follows from leather), but … NO, we won’t be doing any of this. And I’m a little worried about anyone who does. (Yes, Bob and Sheri, that means you.)
Have a great weekend, everybody — and if you’re expecting a response from me on something, I’m happy to report that The Incredibly Cranky E-Mail Fairy has office hours scheduled this weekend to tackle The Inbox That Ate My Life.
Get tickets for a movie, sports event, concert, theatre, etc. to attend together.
Only three years together and already a movie is an anniversary-type celebration? That’s just… sad.
For the record, though, we go out to an expensive French dinner every year — except this year (our 10th), when we went hiking instead. The classic 10th-anniversary gift is supposed to be tin or aluminum. Our tent poles are aluminum, so that counts, I think.
And congratulations in advance.
Our 28th is Sunday. Happy anni to you guys. Enjoy!
Leather-bound journals? A mite twee.
A leather air-conditioner blotter?
This seems like a fine excuse to get some super-nice new luggage, actually. Extra romance points if that comes with actual tickets to somewhere in some zippered recess.
Say, is Monday a bad day for us to come to your town?
No, no, Monday is a PERFECT day for you to come to town. Seriously! We’re mostly celebrating this weekend.
Done, then. Actual email commencing.