I was having a chat with a couple of folks over on Info Island in S.L. last night when the subject of sobriety came up, and I realized that we'd (my family) "missed" my Anniversary, again. Earlier on in my not-drinking this was celebrated with roses (one for every year), and special stuff. I guess ever since my sobriety got "old enough to drink" it's lost its innocence and is now just a fuddy-duddy like the rest of us (July 1 marked my 22nd year).
I did come up with a real sweet line last night, though: