He Threw Toads, I Bombed His Helicopter

After our housekeeper Shanna threw away the ring I'd custom-made for my husband, she dropped to her knees sobbing and apologizing:

"Mrs. Whitmore, I thought it was just an empty box. I had no idea there was a ring inside. I know I'm poor—my worthless life isn't worth one of your rings. Please don't hold this against me."

I forgave her and helped her dig through our household trash to find the ring.

The next day, when my husband Blake Whitmore returned from his late-night business trip, he said he wanted to take me somewhere special and mysteriously blindfolded me.