I'm putting all my marbles in one jar, by hoping Jo doesn't read my blog. I don't think she does anyway.
..Because I made her a birthday card, today's her birthday, the card is still with me and she's oohhh..about 12000 kilometers away? Get the picture?
It's not my fault. I swear. H was suppose to mail it- blame him! [So much for sticking through thick and thins huh?] But he got stuck with work and hasn't had the time. And me?..well, I just don't go to post offices. Full stop. Rumour has it that I don't speak our national language..so going to post-offices will just be something completely horrible. All in all, it's still not my fault. I insist.