After 35 years of marriage, she finally broke

yep. Mom. Made. A. Peanut. Butter. Sandwich. For. The. Popsicle. Yep. If you need to re-read that. Go ahead. It might take awhile to sink in. 2 weeks later, we are still feeling the shock of it. 
I guess mom had just had it that day and was too tired to make dad a "tuna" or "turkey" sandwhich. Something she's done without complaint for nearly35 years. But finally she just made a PB  & honey one (at least there was honey). Dad plugged and chugged. I wish I was exaggerating but he even took breaks in between his attempt to masticate. He even ate it with a fork. And yes, I have provided proof. 

35 years of marriage brings this:

1. A few years ago, dad was at Wal-Mart frantically looking for a gift for mom on Christmas Eve. In his dire need, he calls Julia, "Julia, does mom have her ears pierced?" 

2. Last Anniversary, dad managed to buy a dozen roses for mom ON the actual day (better than nothing), but instead of romantically getting the RED ones, he choose the YELLOW ones. 

So after 35 years of marriage, their still at the "friend" status....should this worry me?