The Big Five-Oh

My beloved wife Marcie hits the big half-century mark this Friday. She is not happy about it.

I am soliciting advice and/or suggestions from you guys. What extra special thing would you like to happen on your fiftieth? Or any other birthday, for that matter.

I have made reservations at her favorite restaraunt for a birthday dinner. I have made reservations at a really nice beach motel for a festive weekend. I have arranged to have roses delivered to her office on the day itself.

What else?

That all sounds really wonderful. Almost makes me wish I were turning 50 (four years away). That’s all I would want, but then I don’t want any more STUFF, I have too much already.

Does she like jewelry? Poetry? Books? Candy? Violin serenades?

Can you tell us a little more about her (if you don’t mind)?

Marcie is an ex competitive swimmer who keeps herself in really good physical condition. She is often assumed to be in her thirties. She loves to dance and she loves to buy new clothes. In complete defiance of the usual female stereotype, she hates to buy shoes. She loves to read, shop, snorkel, walk, bike, shop, swim, visit museums, visit art galleries, hike, and shop. She subscribes to Scientific American, National Geographic, Smithsonian Magazine, Discover, Newsweek, Oprah and Readers Digest. She has an avid interest in coral reef preservation and in sea life in general.

Her favorite jewel is the saphire and a saphire-diamond tennis-type bracelet is her primary gift. I hope she doesn’t read this. Other gifts are lingerie and night wear from Victoria’s Secret. Her favorite fragrance is Beautiful* and I believe she has a lifetime supply.

She is an interesting conversationalist, a liberal thinker, non-prejudiced, open minded and absolutely lovely. Contrary to all the smart alek comments about her shopping, she is not a material girl. She is a free spirit and her presence in my life is a constant blessing.

LouisB; it seems Beautiful is the perfect fragrance for her. Perhaps if you were to print this thread, which I believe shows how deeply you love her, it would be a wonderful gift.

LouisB - You’re going to do something nice again, aren’t you? Please, please tell me you don’t plan to share your feelings with her!

Yes, Doctor J, I am going to try to let Marcie know exactly how I feel about her. Now that I have been kicked out of the Association of Real Men, I might as well go all out. I will try to describe to her the happiness I begin to feel as time for her arrival home from work draws near. I will try to explain the joy I derive from watching her sleep for a few moments before I awaken her. I will try to tell her how my heart surges when she wakes with a smile and covers my hand with her own. I hope I can make her understand that the water sparkles more brightly and the sky seems bluer when we are together. I will tell her that when I look at her, I see nothing that I would like to change. I will tell her that when she smiles at me, my cares and troubles disappear. I will tell her I love her.

Nothing she hasn’t heard before.

Maybe you’re just throwing me a bone, but I think we have reason to hold out hope here. You said, and I quote:

“I am going to try to let Marcie know exactly how I feel…” (bolding mine)

The key word there is ‘try’. Many men have tried to do the feelings thing. If you deal with women long enough one of them is bound to make you try. The thing is, see, it won’t work. It can’t. You’ll have the thoughts all organized in your thick male skull, complete with words and phrases and everything - just like Phil Donahue. You’ll be all excited, expecting BIG brownie points. Then you’ll make the same mistake as many a good man before you. You’ll open your mouth and attempt to convey those thoughts you so painfully assembled. Time will grind to a halt. Her face, lit up in expectation, is all you will see as you hear yourself say “Have you seen the remote?”.

Let me hold to this sliver of hope, won’t you Louis?