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.: 10.04.2007 

Anniversary Week!

Monday night Hubby and I were laying in bed, talking before falling asleep. "Do you want to go out to dinner tomorrow?" he asked. "Nah," I said, "I'm good. We can eat in." "Ok," he replied, "I just wanted to make sure you weren't wanting to do something special." "No, really hon, I'm good," I said, thinking that ok, I am pretty bummed by how the tubal went, but not so bad that I need a special dinner out to make me feel better. A pause. "You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?" he asked, amused. I suddenly realized weren't talking about the tubal, and have to admit that no, I had no idea. (Hey, Monday was traumatic for me, give me a break!) "It's our anniversary!" he said, laughing. Oh no! I have disappointed generations of women who came before me and lorded the ability to remember birthdays and anniversaries over their men! Crap! Luckily, I have a whole week to make up for it.

Well, at least I didn't say, "Oh, is it October?" eh, Maggie? Hehehehe.

So, in honor of seven years of ring wearing and nine years of putting up with each other, I give you the sweetest LOLcat ever.

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thus proclaimeth the Zabet  10:26 AM   1 comment(s)


CONGRATULATIONS!!! So, are ya getting matching tattoos at 10? =)

By Blogger Britz, at 12:02 PM  

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