I’m going to take a break from my daily thoughts and my stories about being a non-Catholic in a Catholic high school or the time I thought I was dying (but it turned out I had just eaten some beets).
No, this post contains no jokes about genitalia, passing wind in elevators, or how I cry during Extreme Home Makeover (I totally do).
Today, I received an unexpected card in the mail from my friend Liz. I’ve known Liz most of my life, and we saw each other a lot growing up. We ended up at the same high school, went on a French trip together, and even off to the same college (Miami University).
Liz was also my date freshman year for Homecoming, and she was nice enough to come down with spinal meningitis and nearly die, so I missed the dance. Lame.
She now lives in Portland and is a zookeeper.
Anyway, she sent me this today.
The front of it was a holiday card that let me know I clearly didn’t make the December cut. Obviously, this was a leftover, but, hey, I did bitch about never receiving holiday cards.
I think I’ve received (outside of holidays) a grand total of four personal notes in the past two years. And one was from my insurance agent, Barbara. And she sort of sucks.
I felt so amazing after getting this card, that I had to share it with all of you. Also, please realize that Liz and I are not close. I’ve spoken to her on the phone maybe once in ten years. So to get this out of the blue meant a great deal to me.
My advice – pick someone with whom you don’t keep in touch. Obviously pick someone attractive. Then, write a personal note letting them know you are thinking about them. You’ll make their day and they’ll probably write you into their will. Which ultimately serves your estate should you outlive them.
Seriously, write a letter. Don’t be a creep about it. Short and sweet. Don’t seal it in blood.
I’ll leave you with the guy that Jessica was standing behind as she checked in with Delta at the airport. I made her promise to take this photo.
KarolineRiskowski says:
Delfin Paris you’re my hero.
wilyguy says:
Do you think haircut dude thought he was getting something else and hasn’t had the benefit of two mirrors to check? And he probably already ran in circles like a dog trying to catch his tail…
WG
http://itsmynd.com
Gwennie says:
Dude, what the fuck IS THAT on his head?! Looks like a quadruple-bladed set of scissors?!?!? WTF?!??! And did he actually chalk that shit in so it looked legit? That’s fucking SAD. If I’d have seen this, I’d have put HIM as “THE DB THAT STANDS OUT THE MOST” on the bottom of my blog post today. HAHAHHAHHAHHAH! Dat shit cray.
Have a good one! Oh, and PS — for a year I was a non-Catholic teaching 5th grade at a Catholic school, so I FEEL YOU.
One last thing… not to burst your EMHE bubble, but those heroes-turned-douchebags came to my town & my hubby is a glassblower & donated a bunch of stuff to their house project, and sooooooo much of that shit is FAKE FAKE FAKE. The decorators are rarely there! And the directors say, “No, try to CRY during this scene… say ________ instead.” It was such bullshit & I’ve never watched it since. Fuckers.
You make me LAUGH!!!!! 🙂
Gwen from KS
http://www.thehartleyhooligans.com
sIightlysmitten says:
@tfpHumorBlog Absolutely love this
WheatonTweetHRT says:
@tfpHumorBlog eye opening and thoughtful…I just might do this & I have someone in mind, too!
WhateverJo says:
That was really sweet. It’s almost like you were PMS-ing or something.
D.J. Paris says:
@WhateverJo I was spotting that day, yes.
D.J. Paris says:
@WhateverJo I was spotting that day, yes.
WhateverJo says:
That was really sweet. It’s almost like you were PMS-ing or something.
D.J. Paris says:
Do you think haircut dude thought he was getting something else and hasn’t had the benefit of two mirrors to check? And he probably already ran in circles like a dog trying to catch his tail…
WG
http://itsmynd.com
Jane says:
Does it count if you handwrite a note with u and lol and wtf?