P365 Day 183: In which I panic over my parents' anniversary gift

She's just sitting up there, watching us. Sitting and watching and judging. It's a little unnerving, actually.

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This morning, I got an e-mail from someone telling me their gift plans for my parents' 40th wedding anniversary next month ... which reminded me that OH HOLY HELL, MY PARENTS' 40TH ANNIVERSARY IS LESS THAN A MONTH AWAY. I'm an only child, which means things such as surprise parties fall solely to me, and they're a little hard to coordinate from 700 miles away — especially this late in the game. (And even that assumes I know their friends and how to get in touch with them.)

I mean, 40. It's a nice, big, round number. It's not 50, but it's still 40 ... and that's a damn long time to put up with each other. It deserves some recognition, right?

I've thought over a few ideas for gifts — everything from an Edible Arrangement to tickets to the C-USA tournament in Tulsa (and, trust me, those are on opposite ends of the price spectrum) — but I haven't made up my mind yet. Maybe I could drive to Memphis and deliver an Edible Arrangement in person. That would be fun. In any case, I don't have long to make up my mind.

Suggestions?