This statement drew gales of slightly hysterical laughter from my spouse. "Now I know you're wasting your time! Even if you win, you'll just lose it."
"Not so," said I. "These are tungsten, they're virtually indestructible, so obviously they can be worn while scrubbing toilets."
My husband was still laughing when he asked this question, "how long have we been married, have you lost more rings than years we have of togetherness yet?"
So, I started to count, not rings, even if I had lost more wedding rings than years of marriage, he would be the last to know (I'd take that confession to my grave) but, how many years we've been married. It hit me just at that moment that we had both forgotten our anniversary this year. With my sister's visit, BB's tic, the babies being sick, Christmas, etc., our day just fell off the calender, so to speak. "Happy Anniversary, by the way," I told him.
He looked at me, completely shaken. Blushing, he stammered, "I'll bet you think I forgot, but, I didn't," he shook his head emphatically, "I wanted it to be a surprise, but, since you asked, I'm planning on making you a wonderful anniversary dinner tonight, and I don't want you to do a single thing today. Even though it is our special day, I want it to be special for you, Sweet. Just so you know how much I love you."
Now, at this point, a good wife would have explained that, no, they had both forgotten their anniversary about three weeks ago...but, this wife? She said, "do you know how hurt I would have been if you had forgotten?"
I watched my husband blanch, smiled contentedly, and rode that ride for all it was worth, for the rest of the day. Now I'm beginning to wonder how many anniversaries a couple can celebrate in a year, and just how long it would take him to catch on?