Yesterday was our fourth wedding anniversary!
My mom called around lunch time and said, "Happy Anniversary!" I said, "Oh shit."
I called Dave and we played the "Do you know what today is?" game for a little while. After a few rounds, he said, "Oh shit." And that was that.
We thought it was pretty funny that we both forgot our anniversary. Dave said, "I didn't even know it was April. I had to get past that one first."
For dinner, we had delivery pizza. Then we watched Lost. It was glorious.
In other news, Dave's work buddies had a little shower for him today. I can't wait to see the stuff they gave us.
Also, we got the baby announcements yesterday. I'm mailing most of them today, but I still have to find a few addresses.
In addition to going to the post office, I plan to stop by the bank to figure out how to deposit checks that are made out to my infant son. Shall I have him drool on the back first? I figure if I show up with the baby and the notification from the division of vital records, that should do it.
Can you believe this? In Maryland, they don't automatically send you an official birth certificate when you have a baby. They send you a notice that it's been filed. The notice advises that you can have an official copy for 12 bucks. God damn you Bob Erlich (our former governer who jacked up the fees on EVERYTHING).
That would be my "give me free access to my own damn records" rant, which I will save for another time. (Except to say that, in these United States, your doctor owns your medical records, and he doesn't have to give them to you unless he feels like it. How about that! Write a letter to the insurance commissioner if you don't believe me. I did.)
Okay, I'm off to do stuff.