The other day I went searching for a Valentine’s Day card for Matt. I hunted through the cards and found one that both made me chuckle and seemed appropriate.
Yesterday I took the card out to sign it. And that’s when I realized there was something wrong.
It didn’t say “Happy Valentine’s Day.” It said “Happy Anniversary.”
I should realized something was amiss when I had to take a red envelope from behind another stack of cards because the envelopes behind this particular card were cream-colored. But hey, there are so many similar letters there — V, A, E, N, N, I, A, Y — and it was among the Valentine’s Day cards.
I signed it anyway, crossing out “Anniversary” and writing in “Valentine’s Day.” And when I gave him the card I apologized in advance.
Maybe I’ll give him an Arbor Day card on his next birthday.
