Last night, Hubs and I were thumbing through my planner, sorting out vacations, trips, events, etc.
On July 22nd I had written, 2yr Anniversary.
Hubs: Two-year anniversary of what?
Feath: Haha. Very funny. You know what.
Hubs: No, really, what?
Feath: Our WEDDING. Duh! (I didn't actually say the duh part, but I should have to make the conversation more fun.)
Hubs: Two years? Really?
The light suddenly clicked on in my brain and I realized my error. It will be our THREE-year anniversary.
Who says women are supposed to be better at keeping track of these things?