LOL, good one!
All I know is when the Indy 500 is about to happen, I better be figuring out some kind of anniversary gift.BTW, Sig, nice digs ya' got here. I had to track you down through the Intarwebz, ya' ol' cuss. ;-)
The truth does hurt, if only when it comes to applications. At least I usually get the name right. "Honey", isn't it? Bah!
Not true at my house. My husband is better at remembering all those special dates than I am. No calendar, but he knows every child and grandchild's birthday - all the children's anniversaries - all our special dates (like first date 45 years ago!)
Anam Cara speaks for my spouse as well.
Ah yes ... the date that keeps on giving.
Kid - I keep allmy passwords similar so I just go down the line trying them. I don't let my wife touch my pc's or laptops; I bought her her own.
Opus - My wife and I just celebrated our 30th. Never missed a one. I am a very fortunate man to have stumbled across her path.
BC! BC! BC! BC!Lost yer contact info pal. Email me, sigs_spot at yahoo.com.
Doom - Honey, sweetie, babycakes, loveydoo, Old Beauty (from How Green Was My Valley, sweet cheeks, fat ass. Whatever works.
Anam - that kind of memory is definitely a gender-specific survival trait passed down through the centuries, from generation to generation. Hopefully your sons grabbed a piece of that DNA goodie.
Pewster - they may be paisans from the same small village in the Old Country. Their forefathers passed it on by playing bocce ball together or something.
Odie - my second wedding date is a celebration. My first wedding date is a warning and a solemn memorial.
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