The Husband's 41st birthday is coming up soon. (Is that even possible?! I met him when he was a whopping 24 years old.)
When I got my Shiny! New! Calendar! at the end of 2008, I immediately filled in the family birthdays. I wrote it on the correct day, in red marker, and colored over it with highlighter. These are very important days in our house and I wanted to make them really stand out.
As the keeper of all family information, you'd think I'd know my own husband's correct date of birth.
You'd be wrong.
His birthday is on the 11th. Not the 1oth.
I don't think I'll live this one down any time soon.
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Please make me feel better. Share with me your recent acts of sheer stupidity. Please? PLEASE?!