romance is dead

Overhead in an Omaha hotel (while in a double bed):

Hubby: "These beds are for newlyweds, not 14-year-weds."

Me: "Hon, today was 15 years."

I let him squirm for awhile before telling him that I too had forgot our anniversary. And the sad thing is that we were both okay with it. No roses or chocolate or jewelry to celebrate 15 years of marriage. We simply rolled over and slept.

That was gift enough.