I'm horrible!

So, today I was filling out some paper work for the Japanese government regarding my new job as an English teacher in the local school district near my apartment. (Boy, that was a really long sentence with WAY too many prepositional phrases...sorry!) Anywho, one of the forms I was filling out requested Husband's birth date. So, I filled it in...April 17, 1978. Oh shit, that ain't Husband's birthday! Nope, it was my old high school boyfriend's birthday. What the freak?! How was it possible to still remember his birthday after so many years?



After I wrote the date, I studied it and realized with astonishment that that wasn't my Husband's date of birth. Shit, shit, shit! So, I deleted it and thought and thought. I sat there with the form for 15 minutes, trying desperately to remember my sweet, perfect, loving Husband's birthday. How I could forget something so important, so dear?



I racked my brain for as long as I could, and I just couldn't come up with the date. You're a pathetic, horrible, stupid wife who can't even remember her only husband's date of birth...what a freaking moron, I thought to myself.



So, I went to the kitchen and found Husband doing the dishes. This was our conversation:



Me: Hey, so I was filling out the forms for work, and it asks for your birthday. Should I put it?



Husband: Yeh, I guess.



Me: So, you want me to write it in?



Husband: Sure.



Me: So, if I wrote it, you would be okay with it?



Husband: Yep.



Me: Okay, so I'll write in your birthday on the form.



Husband: Okay.



I was standing behind Husband hugging him from behind as I asked these questions. I snuggled in close to his back and peeked my head around him. He twisted his head to the side so he could look at me in my eyes. He never stopped washing dishes.



Me: So, okay, I'll write it in. And, just to make sure, you're okay with this?



Husband: Wait, you don't know my birthday! You forgot it!



Me: What?! Are you crazy? Of course I would never forget your birthday. I know it!



Husband: Okay, then what is it?



Me: How dare you ask me such a silly question! How dare you insult me like that!



Husband: Answer the question. When is my birthday?



Me: Shit! I know it's in August...



Once I was found out, I tried to talk in a serious voice, but my face gave it away. My puckered lips, raised eye brows and silly facial expression told husband the truth. Husband just laughed.



Husband: You forgot my birthday!



Me: I know, I know, I suck!