I called my sister to wish her a happy 34th bday. She said thanks. She also said her husband forgot. I tried to find his work number without going through anyone we know, but I couldn’t spell it correctly. I finally gave up and called my dad. He gave me the number but asked if I “really wanted to get in the middle of it.” They’re arguing about buying a house.

I called Ron and asked him what he thought. He said if M did forget, he’d be glad for the heads up.

So I called. I left a message on his machine, which was fine. As long as he got the info I was okay with it.

He called back while I was gone and left a message for me. He had forgotten. I’m glad I called.

(My dad forgot my mom’s 47th birthday. I called him from Switzerland to remind him.)