Okay, it's not a big one but as I said to the Audrey, if it wasn't for that one, none of the others would be possible. My husband, the house, the kids, the cat, my minivan, in fact, my entire life in Ottawa.
Friday the 4th was the 21st anniversary of the day I met my honey. We don't celebrate it in any way except to acknowledge that it actually happened. Usually punctuated with jokes (mostly tasteless) about how our lives would have been different had I chosen another bar at which to get shitfaced on that fateful night.
With all the craziness that's been going on, I completely forgot so Happy Anniversary, Dollface!