Me: Is that a joke? That's our anniversary. My birthday is the 28th.
Husband: Oh right, sorry. Her birthday is the 28th. Um, it's probably best you have her cell. It's 402-30 ... babe, what's your cell number again?
Me: Seriously? Rob, we've been together for 7 years!
Husband: It's always been in my phone, just give it to me.
I give Rob my number, he tells the person on the phone and hangs up.
Me: Do you even know me?
Husband: Oh, please. You get my birthday wrong all the time.
Me: No, I don't. It's February 22nd, a week after Valentine's Day.