“Guess what tomorrow is,” My Darling B asked me as I was cleaning up after dinner.

I thought I knew what she was getting at, but I didn’t want to just blurt it out, so I said, somewhat obtusely, “Tomorrow’s the fifteenth.”

“And that means?”

“Duh. Fifteen percent off wine at the liquor store.”

“Right,” she laughed. “What else does it mean?”

I was silent for an embarrassingly long time as I tried to guess what else she could possibly mean. “You’ll get it, eventually,” she encouraged me.

“Oh,” I finally said, after the nickel dropped. “It’s our son’s birthday.” D’oh!

“Right,” she said. “What belated gift should we get him?”

I didn’t even have to think about it much. “Discount wine?”

Happy Birthday, Sean.

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