About 5.5 years ago, my wife and I shared our first kiss on April 13th, 2001. Yes, I know that it’s kind of lame that I know the date, but the reason I remember is that it was a Friday the 13th and was exactly 3 months to the day from the date I was supposed to ship off to the Navy (that’s another story, though). Anyway, since we’re non-traditional and not much for lame things like Valentine’s Day (thanks a lot, Hallmark), we decided that we’d celebrate every Friday the 13th as our Antiversary.
Umm…yeah, I guess that’s it.