Last week Rodney and I celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary. I’d like to say that we planned an extravagant evening out on the town, retreated to a luxury hotel room, and enjoyed some breakfast mimosas in front of a roaring fire.
Instead, it went down like this:
Phone conversation, transcript, November 13, 2014, 8AM:
MUM: “Happy Anniversary Jess!”
MUM: It’s your 10th anniversary today, remember?
We are not good at remembering dates.
Each year my Mum reminds us of our anniversary by sending flowers. This year, I could tell that she was somewhat shocked that we hadn’t even remembered our 10th. She tried to brush it off “Well, there have really been so many anniversaries, it is hard to keep track…” but in her voice there was a trace of “get it together people.”