One of Shaun’s favorite quotes is Homer Simpson’s, “You know, Marge, in some ways, you and I are very different people …” As much as I hate to admit it, I think this very profound statement finally cemented it in Shaun’s head that we just don’t think the same way about things. It has never failed to baffle him how very different we really are.
Last night we were just chatting about this and that when he broke down and lamented that he had a mere thirty-six hours to buy me a gift and he was clueless as to what to get me. My response (as always) was that there really wasn’t anything I needed or was lusting after.
“Oh no…” He said, “That’s not going to happen again.” Apparently, for our first holiday as a married couple together, I had told him exactly that. We both agreed not to get each other anything. He has never forgotten my look of abject dismay when I received nothing at all, not even a tiny little trinket from him.
The thing is, I’m just not a very materialistic person. I’m not really into jewelry (well, ok I have a thing for cheap, gaudy earrings) The frugalness in me cringes at the thought of an expensive dinner out (Shaun is an excellent cook) or a bouquet of overpriced flowers. (I’m still delighted that my violets are still alive and blooming) or other expensive things. The thought of household gadgets as a gift horrifies me. In all honestly, I’m extremely fortunate to have everything I need and want.
Last night, was the first time that Shaun really seemed to realize how very different we were. He noted that he is all about gadgets…anything from a new-fangled kitchen thingy to the fanciest cell phone. I’m more about some kewl art supplies or going to do something special. Last year we finally went to explore Mt. Rainier. (It’s still a very fond memory of mine)
The thing that touches me the most is, that like Homer, Shaun has a heart of gold and really wants to do things that make me happy. To me, that’s the best gift of all.