So, I call to Vicky to check the blog and later say, “Well? Well?”
“Happy Anniversary,” Vicky tells me. “But it’s not until June 20th.”
… um… what?
“It was Father’s Day,” she says.
Not my dad’s birthday, as I thought?
“Nope. Father’s Day. But it was nice of you to think of me, anyway.”
Yeah… sure… and I wonder how soon it is before I start referring to her as “That strange woman who says she’s my wife…”?