Keeping it Fresh

My wife and I were married 30 years ago today. To show her how much I still love her, I got up at 3:30am to clean dog vomit off our bedroom floor so she could stay snuggled in bed. I know pearl is the traditional gift for this major milestone, but she strongly hinted she preferred the vomit thing by jabbing me in the ribs as soon as the dog started heaving. It’s spontaneously romantic gestures like this that’ve helped keep our marriage, and carpet, fresh for decades.