Proof ...

... that I'm loosing my mind.  Here's my conversation with Dave late last night:

Me:  (giddy) "Guess what day it is?"
Me:  (not waiting for an answer, just in case he forgot) " 12 years!.. our first date."
Dave: "No-oo.  What's the date today?"
Me: "Oh, I forgot again!  Why do I keep thinking it's the 21st today?"  (**see below)
Me:  "Wow, you actually remembered?"
Dave:  "Of course, I remember everything!"
Me: (smiling ... happy)
   
**See, we had a similar conversation this morning:
Dave: (regarding change in work schedule) "Maybe they'll give me an answer if I called them early ...though we should know by the 21st."
Me:  (ignorantly confident) "It's the 21st, you can call now."
Dave:  "No it's not."
Me:  "Yes it is!"
Dave:  (looking at his cell phone) "It's the 18th."
Me:  (looking at our kitchen calendar)  "Oh... that's why I went to the library today because my books were due on the 21st!"  (big embarrassing blush!)
Dave:  (smiling ... while continuing to read the morning paper)