my most embarrassing moments a few weeks ago? Well, unfortunately, I came across a new embarrassing moment. It just happened last week.
When we got to Idaho Falls, we found a stack of - wait for it - return-addressed, stamped thank you notes. From our wedding. Almost nine years ago. The envelopes have the addressees' names on them, but no addresses. So I imagine (I can't remember exactly since it's been almost a decade) that I wrote the thank you notes, stamped them, return-addressed them, wrote the addressee's name on them, and then put them aside to look up the address later.
Well, "later" never came because we moved to Russia and then moved to American Fork, and then moved and moved and moved and seriously, we didn't even see our wedding gifts until we'd been married for four years. So this stack of thank you notes slipped through the cracks.
Until now. I mentioned that I'm really embarrassed and it's because hardly any concept was drilled into my head as a kid more than the rule that you always, always send thank you notes. Always. What makes this worse is that obviously I forgot I never sent these, so some of these people I've spoken with face to face in the nine years since my wedding. And maybe they were wondering if I ever received their gift, or if I just didn't care, and meanwhile I had no idea I needed to apologize for not thanking them properly.
So, to the following people, let me say that I wrote you a thank you note nine years ago but I never sent it:
Glade & BJ Walker
Ryan & Chelsea Kendall
Ann & Kevin Keller
Ryan & Marianne Anderson
That is all. Perhaps you'll see it in the mail soon, complete with a 34-cent stamp from nine years ago. Do they sell 10-cent makeup stamps these days? I guess I'll find out.