Last Sunday was our 6^th anniversary. I rolled out of bed around 9am and Ivy was still sleeping. The first thing that occured to me was “hey, it’s our anniversary” followed by “uh, I didn’t get a card.”

I don’t know how your mate is, but mine wants a card. She doesn’t care if anything else happens that day, but the card is not negotiable. So I rolled out of bed super slow, grabbed some clothes, and slinked out of the bedroom into my office where I got dressed and grabbed my keys.

First stop, the local superstore who shall remain nameless. I headed to the card aisle, passed the musical cards, and started poking at a few of the anniversary cards. I picked one that was funny but still had enough room where I could jot some warm fuzzy. Next, roses from the case on other end of the store. Finally, I swung through my wife’s favorite mexican place for breakfast burritos. I couldn’t remember if she liked them with or without steak so I got a couple of each kind.

Still tip-toeing, I got into our bedroom and stood there until she either smelled the food I was holding or opened her eyes because she had that creepy “someone is watching me” vibe. Either way, I wasn’t standing there longer than a few seconds when she saw me. She smelled the flowers, took the card, and suggested we sit there together and munch on the breakfast food.

We had each gotten through one of our burritos (we had a steak & no-steak each) when it occured to me: “maybe she didn’t get me a card!” Of course I had to call her on it and put out my hand. “Card, please.”

She went to get my card and when I flipped open the envelope it open it was *exact* same card I had gotten her. Not only was it the same card but we’d written pretty much the same thing: thanks for being awesome, you make me awesomer, and you snore. Though I don’t think it was in that order. We’re going to have to work on using separate random() generators next year.