My youngest rang yesterday to wish me and Al a happy wedding anniversary.
Bless him, he was a day out, which is extremely fortunate for me because said wedding anniversary is today and I'd forgotten entirely.
I'd intended to wake up this morning with the significant-date detail firmly etched in my memory so that I could remind the husband what a clever thing he did all those years ago, and I was close. I managed to recall the significant-date detail at approximately 8.30am on my way to work in the midst of what was close enough to a diabetic coma after a polycose test at Diagnostic (vile, vile thing. I really don't see how giving you a horrendous amount of glucose or whatever is a good way to see if you have diabetes. Poor Cuinn has been in hybernation all. day. And frankly, I don't blame him. I felt like complete shite too), and quickly telephoned the husband before my memory went funky again.
Me "Happy anniversary!"
The husband "Oh! Yeah! 8 Years!!"
Me "Uh. No. It's just feels like 8 years. It's 7."
Him "Oh. Really?"
We're all about the romantic and heart-warming in our house.
Still, it's better than last year - last wedding anniversary I lost the diamond out of my engagement ring.
1 comment:
better than us!!! we remembered a week after our anniversary and thought it was hilarious that we both we so useless , i say lets blame it on the pregnancy. :)
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