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Last week we celebrated our ninth wedding anniversary which was yesterday. I planned and kept the evening a secret from M right up to the last minute for each of its three stages: watching The Help, visiting a mall shop, and eating out.

The back story: A month or two ago M and I had a discussion about having midlife crises. I first said I’d probably buy a minivan for mine, but she told me I’d better not, so I said maybe instead I’d get my ears pierced. I forget what she said back, maybe, “Me, too,” or maybe, “Whatever.”

That’s when I got the idea for the anniversary date, and when we picked up our daughters after our anniversary celebration, everyone oohed and aahed over M’s newly pierced ears. 

As for mine, N had this to say: “Only women look pretty with earrings, but not men.”