August 8 was our 33rd anniversary. In the grand scheme of things it doesn't really signify much in terms of special anniversaries. Although 33 is a 'master' number in numerology it is a highly spiritual number. Regardless, being with one person for 33 years is nothing to dismiss lightly. Typically we don't get each other presents for our anniversaries but we will often go out for dinner.
This year we made plans for dinner with Karen and Jim and I had a special surprise planned.
|from 2 years ago when we were in Prague|
For this story to make sense I need to back up a bit. You may remember that our good friends, Andrew and Cynthia moved out to the Yukon for a couple years. Every summer they would come home for a visit and Andrew would get his little red sports car out to drive around. Except this year they couldn't come home (because of C-19) so Andrew asked Ed if he'd like to 'exercise' his car for a few weeks. I was hesitant- being responsible for someone's fancy car is a bit daunting. But Ed was excited and who was I to argue.
Ed has been having a blast with this little red car. And it was clear to me that he was falling in love. He started looking at ads and talking it over with me about buying one. But, unless you want to buy new, finding the perfect car is not easy. So I started messaging Andrew and he agreed to sell me his car. In the meantime Ed started asking Andrew if he'd consider selling it and Andrew kept saying no no no. I was encouraging Ed to just keep working on him while inside I was laughing maniacally.
It seemed like Saturday would never come. I made a special card for Ed and my plan was to wait for him to go to the bathroom at dinner and put it by his plate. But as dinner went on he sat and sat and sat there. So just as we were ordering dessert I got up and went to the washroom. I nabbed our waitress and asked her to give him the card with dessert.
When his coffee arrived he saw the card and gave me a quizzical look. Open it! I said. Later he said. No! DO IT NOW! So he did. As you can see it's a chintzy home made and cut out little booklet:
|Now he's looking at me thinking I must have been drunk to write this|
|getting really confused|
|Now he's sure that I've lost it. What is this all about? he asked me.|
On the next page was a photo of the car:
|she's a 2013 Mazda MX5 hard top convertible|
Ed stops at this point and says, what the hell is this all about?
Turn the page! I say, grinning like a fool. And on the last page is a photo of the transfer papers.
Ed puts it down stunned. What? he asks.
I bought you a car!!!! I say. And he's speechless. Absolutely speechless. And overwhelmed.
And I'm so happy. All these years and Ed has never complained about the money I spend on horses (well not much). He helps me take care of them and supports me to do what I want to do. His dream had always been to have a red 2 seater convertible and I decided he should have it.
|that smile says it all|
Besides, since there's no horse shows this year maybe I can win 'wife of the year'.