“I had a post all ready to go when I checked my Facebook messages. Son Adam had tagged Wife Lila and me: “Happy anniversary you crazy kids.”
Lila had been working on a quilt and hadn’t seen the message. When I read it to her, she looked sort of mystified for a moment, then said, “Tomorrow’s June 23. That’s 45 years. THAT’S FOUR-FIVE YEARS,” she added, holding up four fingers, then five fingers.
“Wow,” he said.
We usually forget the date
We have a long history of not remembering our anniversary.
- When are you guys getting married?
- The Anniversary Card
- Mother and Dad set a good example
- I may not remember the date, but I remember my lucky coin flip
It’s been a good FOUR-FIVE YEARS (that’s 45 years, not implying four or five good years out of 45). I guess I should put the Big FIVE-OH in my calendar. That’s a real biggie.
7 Replies to ““That’s FOUR-FIVE Years””
Congratulations! Here’s to 45 more.
Congratulations on your 45th anniversary! Hope you have many, many more.
Congratulations. Better start marking those calendars. #50 will come in a blink!
Congratulations! Here’s to many more.
Congrats to you both. Stay crazy and kid like as long as you can, that’s what keeps you young. We have you beat by two years and that is wat too close to 50 for me.
Congratulations to the both of you. I still don’t see how those same white dinner jackets made their way to Iowa for our wedding the year following.
Congratulations! We are just a little ahead of you at 48 1/2. Hard to believe, isn’t it?