I forgot my husband’s birthday until I saw it on Facebook.

I am the worst wife ever.

To be fair … he has to travel to a convention every year the week of his birthday. And the night before his official birthday, I stayed up late wrapping his birthday gifts.

But when it came to the day of the blessed event? Well, I was running late. And the dogs were doing stuff. And I was having a bad hair day. And blah, blah, blah.

So, imagine my surprise when I finally had a chance to look at Facebook and saw many messages wishing my sweet husband a great day. Oh, right!

Luckily for me, he was a few time zones behind. So, my mid-morning (OK, who are we kidding – late morning) birthday text just looked like I was being conscientious about the time difference.

Now he’s home, and he appears to still love me. I don’t think he even noticed. Sometimes, it’s good to be married to A Guy. They don’t notice crap. Like bikini lines, food that’s past its expiration date, and the proper timing of birthday greetings.

Yep. I married well.

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