this morning, when mike and i were walking to the bus stop, i suddenly feared that my monthly transit pass may have expired.

"what's the date?" i asked. we both thought a minute and then said simultaneously, "the 13th."

amazingly, we both made it several more steps before i stopped. "oh," i said, "happy anniversary."

had i checked my email first, i would have found all sorts of good wishes from loved ones. thanks for remembering our three year anniversary, guys, since we clearly might have forgotten entirely.