Friday, February 12, 2010

A Belated Birthday....And One My Many Faults

Here it is.  The birthday card I purchased on Januray 26th.  Or rather, it is the back of the envelope because I don't think my brother would appreciate having his address published for all the blog world.  Inside is tucked a small birthday gift.  For my brother whose birthday was January 29th.  Here it sits on February 12th.

I also have a few get well cards, thinking of you cards, a Christmas card for my husband, and a sympathy card for other people that I purchased and never delivered.  Is this lack of ability to mail cards a sickness?  Or do I just lump it into the category of procrastination?  Or is it plain laziness?  Can I blame it on my parents?  Maybe if they didn't raise me with goats I would be able to mail items in a timely fashion.  Whatever it is, it is ridiculous!

Happy Birthday Jason!  Your gift is in the mail.

5 comments:

Jason said...

"Maybe if they didn't raise me with goats I'd be able to mail things in a timely fashion."

THAT is a classic line there, sister dear. And I'm pretty sure I'm putting it into my next soup.

We should just blame every single one of our problems in life on being raised with goats.

Kira said...

I am the exact same way! I will get everything together, except the gift, card, or whatever will NEVER get in the mail.

Karie said...

I have a really cute Anniversary card and a Valentines card sitting on my night stand for my husband still (I haven't even signed them yet). I might save them for next year ;)

Jenalyn said...

I am guilty of this too (but Vonda is much worse!) Maybe my excuse can be that I know people who were raised with goats? Do you think I can get away with that? If yes, I'll tell Vonda ;)

rachael said...

Here via The Jason Show. I used to tell people it wasn't so much that I was born in a barn, but that my office was in a former stable.

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