I Forgot My Wife's Birthday

Let her see this in the driveway with a big note saying "I'm sorry" on it when she gets home from work

 

Maybe it's just my neck of the woods or whatnot, but neither I or any of my friends seem to care when our birthdays or forgotten. At least, I don't, and they certainly don't make a big deal of it.

What a farce. Sorry dude.

 

Zebra is correct and I have known the dude, oh, I'd say, 26 new moons or so.

 

And put the loan in her name.

 

Two weeks ago, I wasn't allowed to pick up a prescription for my daughter at the drug store because I gave her wrong birthdate.

I know all too well that can happen.

 

Forgetting a friend's birthday is a lot different than forgetting your wife's.

 

My other dad isn't very good with dates. I am. He always comes to me to ask when one of his relatives is having a birthday. I've been known to remind him when his own sister's birthday is coming up.

Look, some people make a bigger deal about birthdays than others. I fall in the make a big deal category. I don't cry if you don't remember, but I'm thrilled if you do remember.

Like I suggested before, if you do a chore around the house without being asked -- especially if it's one your wife despises -- that should score serious points with her. My stepfather scored major points with my mother by getting up and starting her car during the dead of winter so she'd have a warm car when she had to go to work. It meant way more to her than any flowers he could have given her.

 

I cut my hand pretty badly a few years ago, and my dad had to fill out my information at the hospital. He looked at me and said, "When's your birthday again?" I looked at him flatly, with blood pouring out of my hand and said, "Three days after yours, dad."

 

Back in the 1980s in NJ you couldn't get your driver's license until your 17th birthday.
The year I turned 17, my birthday fell on a Sunday so I was going to go for my license the next day.
My mom nearly forgot my birthday until around 4 in the afternoon on that Sunday I went to my mom and said to her "is there anything you want to say to me today" after a second a look of horror came over her face, then sadness, then she started apologizing profusely for nearly forgetting my birthday.

 

Samantha feels your pain.

 

I can actually understand the original poster getting up and just not realizing today was his wife's birthday. But I can't imagine not being able to think of an immediate family member's date of birth if I have a second to think about it.

 

Major spoilage.

Can you cook? I'd say prepare her favorite meal, followed by a quiet, romantic setting ... maybe a nice foot massage ... nothing materialistic, so that it doesn't appear you're trying to buy your way out of trouble. Try doing things that look like you're INTO her and you're trying to make HER happy.