Three years and twelve days old

In my agenda, I write down the anniversaries of people I am close to (and even those I am not very fond of, for some reason). Whether it’s birthdays, wedding anniversaries, or what have you, they’re all jotted down in those first few pages.

Being the selfless person that I am, I put these people ahead of me. Sadly, that means I come second (make what you want with that statement), after others have achieved their fill (again, make what you want with that statement).

And because of that, I forgot about Human Nature's blogoversary.

The only reason why I remembered was that I was going through the archives because I needed to find something that escapes my mind at the moment (anniversaries are also the main cause of early-onset senility, too).

If I was married, this is where my wife would stop talking to me because I didn’t make a big fuss over the date. Fortunately, I’m not married, but my ex-wife still reminds me every year about our divorce. Thank God I dodged a bullet with that one and several more after her new husband came after me with a shotgun. But, that's another story for another time.

So, happy blogoversary, Human Nature. You’re three years and twelve days old and aging rapidly unlike its youthful and wrinkle-free owner. Here's hoping you'll make it to four years... unless I forget that anniversary, too.