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Every Husband's Thorny Problem
I suppose every husband faces this problem –
or dilemma – what to give his wife for
her anniversary. And it worsens with
every passing year when the choices are
the same old standbys.
And I think: She must be tired of a box
of drugstore chocolates. (God knows, I am;
I end up eating most of them, anyway!)
As for jewelry, she has expensive tastes
and enough already for two more lives.
Red roses are traditional, of course, but
not very original, short-lived and expensive.
Then, too, there’s dinner at the same
restaurant (her stale suggestion) for
the last thirty years, though she always
smiles when she spots the delapidated
sign –“Mama’s Cucina.” Besides, we never
have Veal Oskar or Osso Bucco at
the house, anyway. Still, a change of
menu and atmosphere without the smell
of garlic or parmesan or the fading
and peeling Venetian scenes would be
a refreshing change.
With less than a week before the big day,
I still have no idea what to buy her. Think
I’ll play sick this year and spare my feet
tedious hours at the malls, the drugstores,
the flower shops, and the local package stores,
not to mention sparing my eyes searching
for a nonItalian restaurant in the white
pages of a telephone directory while
relieving nature sitting in a stall in
the men’s room at the office.
Copyright ©
Maurice Rigoler
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