I have failed.
I have failed the reputation of woman!
Well, that part of remembering all dates and not missing an event, at least. If you asked me the date of mine and hubby’s first date, I could spout it off in an instant. September 15, 2001.
Did I remember yesterday, September 15, 2009, that it actually WAS September 15th and the 8th anniversary of our first date? Nope. Missed it.
That is until hubby came walking in, from working a long day and then donating blood, carrying a bottle of wine and a card. Yup, he remembered.
Now before you think we are really crazy for celebrating our first date anniversary, I feel I should explain. No, we are not THAT romantic, or mushy that we celebrate every single milestone. Our wedding anniversary is November 22, always the week of Thanksgiving.
And for the first few years of marriage, had been consistently impossible to celebrate due to holiday happenings and events with children.
So a couple years back, three to be precise, we decided to celebrate our anniversary at a different time. That celebrating "us" anytime was more important than celebrating us on THE anniversary of our wedding. We decided that we would do it in September when we first started dating - so we knew to not let time slip past us.
And what did I go and do? FORGET!!
I have a wonderful husband and he deserves kudos for being on top of things (that and I am sure his outlook calendar ;) ).
...It is a wonderful life!