I was reading a family newletter, recently, that informed family that the grandparents just celebrated their 63rd wedding anniversary. (Or sixty-something, I forget.) My loving husband and I had the following conversation:
ME: "Honey, isn't that cute? Just think, if we live long enough, we will be in our nineties on our 60th wedding anniversary."
him: "Hunh, we will be lucky if we make it to our eighth anniversary."
That is this September, by the way. Men are such jerks.