Of birthdays and memories

It was August 26 last year, and our annual Media Games was on. Yours truly, hiding behind the facade of work, had conveniently 'forgotten' to take part in anything bearing any sort of remote resemblance to physical exertion.

However, enjoying said physical exertions was not something I was going to run away from. So I duly finished my work and headed off to the National Stadium to catch a bit of the football Final.

Game was barely done when beep beep (well, the ring tone was different) and it was wifey. I could hardly wait to share my enjoyment of the proceedings. . . except that the voice at the other end was, should we say, less than willing to share a laugh.

Now, I usually know when I am in deep doo doo. And from the voice on the other end, it was clear as day that I had overdone even myself. But for the life of me, I could not imagine what it was I had done. I even got to thinking if somewhere in my dreams, I had errrrm. . .strayed and got caught.

My ears were still ringing long after the connection had been severed. It was not until a full two headscratching hours later that I realised what had happened: Horror of horrors!! I had completely forgotten to call and wish my wife a happy birthday!!!!

It took days of begging, plus hours of grovelling (you know how those women are--forget the disarming smile you see on her face to your right in my profile pic)to get back in the good books again.

Now, I ask. Is this a problem or is this a problem? I don't know how many people have this particular affliction. I know I am a bad case. I even forgot my mum's the same year, and it was the very next day! But you dont want to be caught without a cure. Especially not when you have a partner who will be very very unforgiving in matters of this nature.

The reason I am starting my blog with this is that my wife's birthday is 2moro. Every elctronic device I have, fones, laptop, PDA etc are configured to start a mad din the moment it turns 6pm in Lagos and 12 midnight in Atlanta, Georgia.

To be doubly sure, I have started this blog to make sure I will NOT forget. Now, if you want to help, please give me a call. If you have this link, then you have my number. Am counting on you. . .