And I didn't even remember it until Bobby was home for sometime and said, "Hey, today's our wedding anniversary!"
Actually, we wished each other a happy anniversary last night, a few minutes after midnight. I then promptly forgot it till Bobby mentioned it this afternoon. At which point, I forgot it again until, when choosing where to go to dinner, Bobby said, "Yeah, I'm thinking someplace nicer, since it is our anniversary," and I said, "Dammit! I forgot again that it was our anniversary!"
Part of the issue is that Bobby and I celebrate the anniversary of when we first got together, May 31, not our wedding anniversary. We had decided many years before we were married to commit our lives to each other. Our wedding was a legal recognition of that only, undertaken at a time that was financially feasible for us. (We had just moved out on our own, and I was without health insurance, and Bobby had it through the Feds.) Anyway, that was six years ago. It's a bit hard for me to believe that we've now been married the better part of a decade, but then, we've also been together for over half of our lives, so that's really a drop in the bucket, all things considered.
We had dinner at Rafael's in downtown Westminster. It was our anniversary, so I treated myself to complete and utter junk! I had Old Bay chips and a roasted tomato pizza. Yum. Note that I remembered it was our anniversary when it came time to use it as an excuse to eat like a hog.
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