I missed a birthday.

*I* missed a BIRTHDAY!

Even worse, it was one of my missionaries. Agh. I have NEVER missed a missionary birthday, ever.

My only defense is that somehow (also unthinkable) it wasn't on my Google Calendar.

Being less than perfect is so anti-progessive.

PS, I hate rich people.


Randi said…
You didn't miss my birthday, and I LOVED that you called!! I miss you.

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