December 2, 2005
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When Katheryn was probably about 14, she somehow got onto some mailing list of associations that would send her those cheap address labels in the mail, in hopes that she would take pity on their worthy and benefactoral cause, and give a donation to help save all the trees and mosquitoes that are dying out. Time after time, she'd get one of those fat envelopes filled with address labels, stickers, etc. But did I ever get any? Nope. They remains sadly deprived and oblivious to my humble presence. Life just wasn't fair! Here I was, pining away for those coveted stickers, but helpless to do anything about it! Ah, what a tragedy!
But it has happened. After all these many long years of deprivity, they have finally become aware of my existence, and have generously, oh so generously, begun to shower their many blessings upon my head. Ah, now life is surely complete.
< contented sigh >
Now....what do I do with these hideous things??
Comments (4)
They're great for sticking on all the bills you'll eventually be paying. (Welcome to adulthood.)
only goes to prove that everything you think will satisfy you, will only be a pain in the neck! Burn em! Burn em all!
You could send me a lettter:
2544 Chumley Dr
Memphis, TN 38119
Hmmmmm...your Other Buddy in Florida could use a letter with one of those sticky things in the return address area..she's received only two letters from home (besides immediate family)...from relatives, too!!! Poor baby. ((Hint, Hint))
Mrs. B
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