The wit has left the building

Is it just me or is it getting harder to write Birthday Cards. The journey doesn’t end when you finally find a good one. No, then you have to think of something witty and meaningful to write in it. And of course, not one to do things the easy way, I have always had the need compulsion to fill every scrap of available space, every inch of clean, bright whiteness with words of wisdom and comfort and complete drivel?? Those of you that know me can bear testament to this. Manys the birthday you’ve sat in a corner forlornly trying to decipher my scribble while people celebrate your birthday without you!
I vaguely remember once being able to dashing off witty and meaningful cards at the drop of a hat. Now days I struggle to phrase Happy Birthday correctly and buy my cards weeks in advance (when I remember) in order to have them done in time.
Have the words deserted me or am I just making things to hard for myself? Is it too much to expect a lowly birthday card to change the world?

Of course I'm in the middle of a Birthday Crisis....or rather I was last night. A friend’s blank and stark white card (that sounds strange) had been taunting me for days and it was finally crunch time. With no inspiration and no wittyness to be found what was I to do?

I resorted to niceness!!!!

Yup...when in doubt, forget the funny and tell them how great you think they are. Works every time!!
I also managed to wheedle the knitting in there by gifting the birthday girl with a homemade shawl in a lovely fluffy shade of blue. I forgot to take a picture before giving it away so you’ll have to wait till I’ve made another one but it was received with the ooo-ing and ah-ing it rightfully deserved!

In fact there are no pictures on the blog yet at all as yet.I do plan to get around to stuff like that but its early days yet and don’t know how to do it. I promise to try to learn this weekend!!