Present period

It must be that time of the month. That time, mid-month, that both Kelley and I get the itch to give and receive gifts. Almost four weeks ago to the date and time, we broke down and gave each other the wedding bands we bought last May because we just couldn't wait to wear them any longer.

Well, it happened again. You get a few drinks in us and we just have to unwrap boxes. Last night, after Kelley's work Christmas bash, we stumbled home (we only had $7 left so the cabbie dropped us off near but not at the apartment) and declared it officially Christmas. Munching on leftover pizza and still quite spirited, we tore open three presents a piece. Rather than fingers, this time the presents were for our feet. Sexy, sexy shoes all around.

In all the excitement, Kelley misplaced her wedding band. She was shuffling around half-naked digging through her pockets and drawers and bed sheets swearing she just had it on. I reminded her we bought the bands as "practice rings" because we couldn't afford the fancy jewels yet so not to worry too much about it. Eventually, the crack detective that she is, she discovered she deposited the ring on my side of the medicine cabinet. Case solved!

This adventure in the almost married life of Kati and Kelley has two lessons for moi. One, I should be prepared on Jan. 14 to shower my love with presents (it will be just three days short of her birthday afterall). And two, it only took one month for KQ to almost lose her ring. Not time to dole out for diamonds yet.