Since 14 isn't what you would consider a big benchmark number in anniversaries (not like 1 or 25 or "until the kids go away to college"), there will be no big hoopla this year. Although for one of Hub's gifts I did teach Toe how to sing You Give Love A Bad Name, and for mine Hub managed to draw little skulls and crossbones with edible ink on my daily meds. There's also a paper cut-out of a tombstone with the words "OUR YOUTH" and "RIP" on it, taped to the bathroom mirror. I'm not sure who was responsible for that. At our age, we both sleepwalk now so it could have been either of us.
Well, off I go now, to leave Hub's card in the bathroom for him to find when he wakes up. It is, after all, his favorite place to read.