Birthday Haul

As I come to the end of my last day of being 30, I look forward to being thirty-something. It makes me think about what is really important in life. Family, friends, health and (most importantly) material possessions.

Most of these gifts are from my loving parents. Unfortunately, I promised my mother that I wouldn't open these presents until my birthday. Luckily, there is at least one card I can open without the givers caring or even knowing that I jumped the gun...

Aww, kitty in a basket...who could have sent it?

That's right! Aunt Ruth and Uncle Dan! Wait...what? I don't have an Aunt Ruth or an Uncle Dan!

Oh yeah, from Camp Li Lo Li.

Meow!?

What's that you say? I've never met Aunt Ruth and Uncle Dan? I never even attended Camp Li Lo Li? Well kitties, you are right. I chose to further my illustrious softball career by playing in the All-Star game, rather than going to camp. That career was tragically cut short by my strong anti-sliding stance.

My non-attendace clearly hasn't dissuaded Aunt Ruth and Uncle Dan from wishing me a very blessed birthday every year for the past 20 years or so. Not only do I get a card, but it is literally stuffed with inspirational goodies.

As far as I can tell, this one is just a prayer card. I think it meets the definition of a prayer card.

This one, however, has a handy 2011 calendar on the back. Maybe I'll put it in my purse. Maybe.

Thanks to good old Camp Li Lo Li, I have been able to quench my thirst to open something.

Just kidding! I'll probably get a bit of a head start tonight so I can enjoy some of my gifts tomorrow.