Last night, while at a dinner meeting, we were asked to figure out who the oldest person at our table was. I confidently knew there was one older than 50, and then I heard Honey say "we're 47."
What??? I disputed this knowing we were 45, he just forgot. Right? Only got out her phone and showed me the math... How in the world did I miss two birthdays???
On a brighter note, Honey and I celebrated our 23rd wedding anniversary last week. Somehow having a bigger number we celebrate for anniversaries is more awesome than having bigger numbers for our birthdays. I think I'll start subtracting two years for every birthday I have....