My birthday was today, and I got exactly what I asked for two weeks ago: a birthday card from and signed by my daddy. He wrote my name on the front and my age and year on the inside. And it looks like his normal handwriting (which, he’d have to admit, was kind of scratchy to begin with).
He didn’t put any money in it, though, the cheapskate.
Comments
Happy birthday, Chuck!
Damn. That’s what I was gonna get ya!
J/K. Happy birthday!
Happy birthday Chuck – and I’m glad your Dad is doing better.
Happy belated birthday, Chuck! Hope things are going well.