So today is my dear husband’s birthday.

He said something about it yesterday, which reminded me, and always being the first to point out my own d’oh – I admitted I had totally forgotten and what would he like for his birthday that could be arranged/obtained in less than 24 hours.

Mind you, I did not forget-forget. I know when his birthday is, I simply forgot that this date was about to arrive.

Then today, I didn’t remember to wish him a happy birthday until about 11:00 a.m. as we were waiting for breakfast at our favorite Sunday morning breakfast spot.

I can only hope I have enough credit in my relationship bank account to make up for all of this.

It’s hell getting old and stupid. Just wait, you’ll find out.

Oh, and I still don’t know what we’ll do for his birthday.