J worked for a few hours last night. When he came home at midnight, he asked if I wanted to receive my anniversary gift. He made me close my eyes and reach out my hands.
I don't know why, but I was scared. He told me it wasn't a puppy. The last time he had me do this, it was my early Christmas present in 2001 - a beautiful, black miniature poodle we named Carter. This time, I was scared of touching something fuzzy. And I was scared that I wouldn't like it but that J was all excited.
When I opened my eyes, I was holding a MacBook. J got me a new laptop!! I started crying and hugging him and thanking him and making promises of sexual favors. Our 9th wedding anniversary is on Wednesday and I haven't even given thought to get a gift for him!!