Quickly scanning my memory bank, I wondered what I had ordered (glass? fabric? tools?), and whether I would be in trouble
Since he didn't comment aloud or bring me a package, I sat tight...maybe he had ordered some man stuff. Whew! Safe.
Awhile later when I could stand the suspense no more, I wandered into the den and asked what was delivered. He said flatly:
"You got a package; it's in the kitchen."
Oh NO! I am in trouble!
I turned the corner to see a really long box. Did I order glass rods?
A dozen roses, beautiful vase, and oh so meaningful card.
What's the occasion? I asked.
Just because, said he.
I like that. And yeah, I cried that day.
However, today marks an Occasion: Our 32nd wedding anniversary, and we decided on dinner and a movie...right here at home.