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Doug was secretly bidding on the freshwater pearls from Tivol's Jewelry, while I was secretly bidding on the golf day for four at a local country club. I think there were even husbands and wives sneaking around and unwittingly bidding against each other for the same item, which could be why "silent auctions" were invented in the first place. Doug found out about the golf day before the bidding was over, and he was so excited he upped the ante one more time himself, and won the bid. I didn't know about the pearls until the end of the evening, when we went to redeem our purchases. He opened the box, knelt down on one knee, and placed the strand around my neck right there in front of God and everybody. I'm not sure I heard applause, but I know I heard fireworks. The necklace was a bonafide bargain, but even if we'd paid retail, it couldn't have compared with my jewel of a husband-my very own "pearl of great price."
Posted by Katy on 05/07/01 at 07:38 PM
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