...to forget an anniversary. All day, Jenny has been telling me how glad she is that we've been married for the past year. She's figured out what were were doing a year ago today at various times during the day. We've received cards in the mail (thanks Eleanor and Don, Kathleen and Kevin, Butch and Misty, Sarah and Cody, Heather and Clint), text messages (thanks Emmy, Kyra and Brad, Makenna), voicemails (thanks again Eleanor and Don!) and phone calls (thanks Regina). Amanda even sang to us in the car on our way to Farmer's Market. Which brings me to this afternoon.
Jenny and I went to Fresco tonight for our anniversary dinner. I had her call them this afternoon to make the reservations. I'm paraphrasing, but this is generally how the conversation went:
Jenny: I'd like to make a dinner reservation please.
Dude on the Phone: How many will be joining us for dinner?
Jenny: 2, please.
Dude: We have reservations available for 7pm or 7:30pm.
Jenny: Do you have anything available around 6pm?
Dude: Let me check that for you ma'am.
...
Dude: Yes, we can accommodate 2 this evening at 6pm. Is this for any special occasion that I can make note of here on the reservation?
Jenny: Nope.
...
Jenny: Oh! I mean, yes! It's our anniversary.
So I told Jenny that I was just going to have to take someone who was enthusiastic about our anniversary, but Makenna, Emily, Amanda and Kyra were all busy. Just kidding. Jenny and I had a wonderful time at dinner, even though she almost forgot why we were going.
2 comments:
Hahaha, that is so funny! She's only been talking about it for the past two months!
Oh sadness. Bad wife (for only a moment). I had a good anniversary with you anyway :)
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