The strand of pearls is from Paul. He bought it when we were dating. I used to snoop around and actually discovered them hidden, but kept quiet. Then, he never gave them to me. My birthday passed, our wedding passed, etc. Still no sign of the pearls. Finally, I admitted to snooping and asked about them. Paul had LOST them! Years and years went by, we moved and moved again. Then, one day, digging around for something else he found them! So, finally, after all that...he presented them to me on our anniversary! :-)
Have you been a snooper? Am I alone in this embarrassing trait?
