Her birthday is December 1st 1971 and mine is in June of 1980.
72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80
8 and a half.
It's her birthday today, thus why I'm thinking about such silly things. But to be making that mistake your whole life is just crazy to me. This means that she turned 37 today, not 39 as I had previously been thinking. I'm crazy.