Coconut, Yes. Completely Nuts, Also Yes.

So, I am eating frozen yogurt with my pal, Sprat.

Note: I have changed her name not so much to protect her innocence, but because the name Sprat is far more interesting than her actual, given name.

So, I am eating frozen yogurt with my pal, Sprat.

Note: I always get the same yogurt concoction, because that's how I roll, yes. Sugar-free, fat-free vanilla yogurt with coconut, hot fudge and caramel sauce. It's like a delicious German Chocolate Cake, without the cake part.

Additional Note: Have you noticed that coconut is a love it/hate it proposition? There is no Switzerland of Coconut.

Sprat and I share the same wedding anniversary date and we are discussing our upcoming celebrations. The Hub and I will mark our 28th year of wedded bliss and Sprat will celebrate her years of wedded bliss, which are less than mine, not because they aren't blissful, but because she has not been married as long.

Phew.

I am glory-ing in my yogurt, and chatting and somehow I forget the date of our shared anniversary because on rare occasion my mind slips, a little. I get the 18th and the 19th mixed up in my brain and is it Saturday or Sunday? and so I ask Sprat, in a busy yogurt shop, in Sonoma County of all places, in a voice that may have been a little too loud,

Sprat, what day did we get married? I can't remember.

Oh, yes I did.

Makes my heart flutter just thinking about it.

Heck, yes!