So, I have to confess. In my lifetime, I have forgotten my Mom's birthday at least three times. Considering that I'm only 32, that's about a 10% failure rate! Shabby. I forgot twice, in a row, sometime right after I graduated from college. And once...yesterday.
I feel stupid. I even talked to her on the phone today and didn't mention it!
The thing is, I always DO remember like 2 weeks before, but then I think "Oh, I've got plenty of time to do something really cool." And then it's like a weird time warp and all of a sudden it's the day after and I have this familiar sinking feeling... I forgot again!
Sorry Mom. I love you... even when I forget your birthday.
If it makes you feel any better, sometimes I go to sign a check and I forget my own first name for a second!