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16 years is a sloth, a kangaroo, or home improvements
16 years is a sloth, a kangaroo, or home improvements

16 years is a sloth, a kangaroo, or home improvements

If you’re a fan of The Bloggess, you may have read about her awesome anniversary gift/prank the other day. Today is our 16th wedding anniversary and I see no wildlife. Heck, I’m still waiting for my large metal chicken from last year.

Sadly, here at the House of Chaos we haven’t had much in the way of fun anniversaries the last few years. The 14th anniversary was a large HVAC repair, complete with demolition and reconstruction of the furnace room doorway. Fifteen years of wedded bliss was moving a thousand miles east. Not to be outdone, today we are at the tail end of PAINT ALL THE THINGS! summer. The house is torn to hell, I’ve been wearing the same paint-spattered clothes for three days, and as I type two large men are cleaning my furniture and carpet. That is not a euphemism for anything. There are really two guys here at the crack of crazy am with large carpet vacs. Ooh! Bonus! The spray from the upholstery got all over the floor and they’re sucking it up! Free floor cleaning FTW!

The day is not without its gifts, however. My mom is really good at hearing little comments and finding gifts from those. Today is the perfect example. I drink from canning jars. Iced tea, water, margaritas. Everything tastes better in a Mason jar. It’s true! Try it yourself. Plus there’s the added benefit of a screw on lid when you suddenly realize It’s 4:30 and you still have 3/4 of a glass of iced tea and you’d really like to sleep that night. So our anniversary gift from my parents was a set of these:

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That is, indeed, a Mason jar wine glass complete with screw on lid. I don’t think anything else could have tickled me as pink as that gift. I doubt the screw on lid will get a lot of use. I mean…leftover wine? Really?

Happy Anniversary, sweetie. Our gift to each other this year may be decidedly unsexy clean carpets, but we can toast our marriage in true style.

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