A Big Day

Yesterday both Chinua and I forgot our anniversary. We just piddled through the day doing the same old things until, at about 4:00 in the afternoon, I looked at the calendar and gasped. He looked where I was looking and did a double gasp. We held each other and shook our heads and couldn't believe we had forgotten our own fourth anniversary. What will happen when we have our tenth, since this seems to be the precedent? Last year our anniversary got swallowed in preparations for vending food at a hippie festival. We managed to sneak away for half and hour for dinner, at about 9:00 in the evening.

This year we didn't go anywhere, since we couldn't drive and it just didn't seem as romantic to have someone schlep us around. We have plans to make up for it, though. We'll see if they happen. It just made me realize that what we do on our day doesn't really matter. What matters is that we have had each other for so many crazy years.