Mr. Postman

Although I will share a certain amount of culpability on this one, I'm desperately waiting for the mailperson (does anyone else feel weird when they have to say or write that?) to deliver the invitations for our Christmas party.

I may have waited a little too long to order them, and then the company decided to put them on backorder, even though their website said everything was everything.

I do assure those that have already been told about it that it is still a "go" for Saturday the 17th, and I promise that I will get the invitations to you as soon as I can.

According to modern party etiquette, I'm not really behind at all. An exerpt from a recent article on parties and planning states, "It is not only acceptable to send invitations as close as two weeks before an event, it's sometimes preferable. With careers and schedules so crowded these days, it's best not to send anything too early, or it will be forgotten instead of penciled in".

Since our Christmas party is very informal and kid-friendly, I didn't feel the need to make some huge announcement way ahead of time. I would have like to have gotten them out a little sooner, but I'm confident that we'll still be able to attract our usual modest crowd.

I know that this post is a little oddly personal and specific, and casual readers may not give a hoot's holler about it. I apologize for the indulgence. I just wanted to put something official on record for those friends that may happen along here, and be in any doubt.

With that being said, I promise to write something cooler next time. I'll try to ask the tough questions, like how would you suggest that I incorporate this quote from the Pharsalia by Lucanus into a tattoo design?