Saturday, March 08, 2008

Crap On A Cracker!

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.


  1. Feliz cumpleaƱos, tia Rena!

    The 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.

  2. I used to be a Hallmark girl.
    I 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!