January is definitely the wrong month for a birthday. Our high here today is in the lower 20s with overcast skies and a nippy breeze. So who really wants to climb into 27 different layers of clothes and go out to party? Besides me that is?
Us January folk deserve something special. Maybe a half-year party in July!
There are many famous people born in January (besides me). You can find them here.
Today started with one of the best cards the beloved husband has ever given me. We are not the mushy “lovey-dovey” type of card people. We like a good snark and when it fits, all the better. I am probably breaking all copyright laws but here it is.
It is a Shoebox card which is one of my favorite card companies. (I could work in their pet division specializing in cat cards.)
I was on their WordPress blog trying to figure out if I could post it here without incarceration (which I never did find out). I was hysterical reading their cards especially the rejected ones.
Not only is this the perfect card because it’s exactly what my cats would do if they could but tucked inside like a gold doubloon was a Starbucks gift card. Wahoo!
Perfect! Just when I was running out from my Christmas stash.
Happy birthday to year-struck and all you who celebrate this month.