Laying in bed on Sunday night...
Him: Is it after midnight?
Me: Oh, yes.
Him: Do you know what today is?
Me: Thanksgiving.
Him: What else?
Me: Monday?
Him: Something else, something special.
Me: ...
Him: It's six months since our first date.
Scary because a) we've been dating for SIX MONTHS, and b) he knew that, and I had no idea. Apparently he even ordered me a t-shirt (hasn't arrived), so clearly he was keeping track, and planned for this (side note: does the t-shirt say "I survived six months in a relationship?).
Also, I ordered Jon a
clocky for his birthday because he has so much trouble getting up in the morning.