Driving to Harp's last night...
mr. delagar: "You know what Tuesday was, don't you?"
mr. delagar: (giving a hint): "23rd of May?"
me: (clueless): "Some revolution somewhere?"
mr. delagar: "Our wedding anniversary?"
me: "Oh. Heh. Did we miss it again?"
It's his job to keep track of that pesky thing, see. And give me plenty of warning...
We've been married 13 years now. Happy us!