The theme for the traditional first anniversary gift is paper, so I assume that most modern couples trade checks or throw cash at each other or something. I decided to honor tradition by having a non-paper gift wrapped in paper, which probably doesn't really count.
Carrie, on the other hand, went with the best possible gift: my football-indifferent (at best) wife bought a pair of tickets to see my beloved New Orleans Saints in the Superdome. This means we are going to have a nice romantic December weekend in the Crescent City and I will finally get to see my Who Dats play on their home field, in front of the crazy home fans.
If I thought for a million years I would never have come up with as perfect a gift for myself. It is this kind of thing that has made the first year together as husband and wife so amazing. Happy Anniversary, Carrie. I'm lucky to have you.
(NB: If you print out this love note, it counts as a paper gift.)
