Aunt Rena turned 93 today...well, yesterday.
I said about 50 times to about 48 different people that I would call her this evening.
I forgot. Plumb forgot.
I fucking hate that.
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Crap On A Cracker!
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Feliz cumpleaƱos, tia Rena!
ReplyDeleteThe remembrance of birthdays and other such calendrial events are NOT a strength of mine. It's not like I can't tell you what the dates are; those I have no problem with. It's simply the remembering that the 8th of May is TODAY! My brain just doesn't cruise on that level of awareness.
It is a great comfort to me that my wife has a high level of awareness for such things. She's often the only reason that cards get out when they should. It's shameful, really.
I used to be a Hallmark girl.
ReplyDeleteI would send a card to someone for having a good bowel movement.
What? It can be quite satisfying.
Your title... just made me think of my lads and their recent pallet...
crap on a cracker would be a step up from the crap breaded with grass.
Happy Birthday Rena!