So today is the reveal (that word is not a verb, my apologies to grammar purists), the day we find out if I know Trevor as well as he knows me.
But first, I should let you know what else he has done. Ten years-less-two-days was cocktails (ok, single-malt scotch) at one of our city’s most elegant restaurants. We sat in the lounge with our inferiority complexes (our Mazda 3 parked between a Lamborghini and an Aston Martin)and eavesdropped on two real estate agents negotiating, no, colluding, to drive up the price of someone’s house. Today, ten-years-less-one-day, he gave me a pair of earrings which were designed by the same person, in the same style, as our wedding rings. Absolutely perfect.
So I am really hoping that my gift to Trevor is as meaningful as his have been. I want it to show him that I listen to him, that I appreciate and understand his habits, his hobbies, his preferences. The things he wants. The things he likes.
There were a number of criteria I considered when choosing. On the personal side, I wanted it to be something he would enjoy, something to have fun with. Something he could be creative with. Something that would impress his friends. Something that would remind him of me everytime he looked at it (Okay, that’s a stretch, but it’s our anniversary. It had to be a little romantic).
Representing the family side of our marriage, I wanted it to be something we could all enjoy and benefit from. Something that would enhance quality family time together.
Representing the practical end of things, it had to be something that would last and be used for a long time. Something he has been wanting but would not likely buy himself.
Both are practical (either by feeding us or entertaining us), would improve family interaction (either by drawing us together to eat, or to blow up bad guys…oops, I mean, snuggle and watch a movie together), and somehow conform to Trevor’s idea of fun (cooking or computers). With choice one, there could be constructing, tweaking, and experimenting. With choice two, there is pure fun, but also major potential for geek fun, too, which would appeal to his single most enduring personal interest.
My problem was which to choose. So in the end, I did the only thing I could do to make sure this was the perfect gift for Trevor. I am giving him the choice.
So, Trev, which of those two items would you like best? Which would be the most fun and the least likely that you would buy yourself? Which will you pick? Will it be the one which is slightly more practical (and which we actually kind of need), or will you make the purely frivolous, completely geeky and true-to-character (that is a compliment, by the way) choice?
I think I know the answer. In fact, I am so confident that I know the answer that I am in posession of the one that I believe you will choose. Tell me, and I will find out, once and for all, how well I know you. If I was wrong, I will return the one I bought, and buy the other, tomorrow. No complaints.
So, tell me. How’d I do? Do I love you as much as you love me?