On chilly January day I arrived home to a package on the doorstep. Not unusual, especially since we were gearing up for a big trip and I had been shopping. But I wasn't expecting anything, and this was clearly different. Stepping through the door I yelled my hello to Adam adding, "did you order something perishable?" His head poked around the corner like a startled gopher with wide eyes, "what makes you say that?" "Well, there is a good sized box here addressed to you that has PERISHABLE is big letters on the sides." "That checks out..." he quipped. I brought the box in setting it on the kitchen counter between us before taking off my coat and taking care of my work gear. "Did you buy something for our anniversary?" "Maybe," he answered in the high pitched, little kid voice that meant yes, he absolutely bought something for our anniversary. I didn't know whether to feel bad because I had no anniversary plan...