Dr. Darling and I are super lazy about giving each other presents. Part of this stems from the fact that the Swede just doesn’t think birthdays (hers or anyone else’s) are that big of a deal, and I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t even know when Christmas was if the media or myself weren’t constantly pointing out.
The other factor is that neither one of us really needs anything, and if we and when we do decide there’s something we really, really want (usually a Mac gadget for me and some sort of outdoor gear for her), we just go out and buy it.
So we tend to make our birthdays (which conveniently occur just 8 days apart) more about doing special things together or for each other, which is why I spent this evening baking homemade shortcake and whipping heavy cream to go with the Swedish strawberries I prepped “American-style” last night.
But the real gift was delivered by the U.S. Supreme Court a few hours earlier. Now that a key element of the Defense of Marriage Act has been declared unconstitutional, my country’s federal government can finally acknowledge us as legal spouses. It feels like we got married all over again.