Monday, January 26, 2009

Postcards for the confrontationally impaired

My friend, Kathy, (I have lots of friends named Kathy, but this is the 'original') called twice last week when I was feeling kind of low. And grumpy. And grrrry. Which is generally much more her than it is me... so she laughed heartily at me and said I cannot believe you win! You never win! 'Win' meaning I was currently more insufferable than she was, which never happens. I can say that. We go way back.

What should I find in my mailbox a couple of days later? Well, a pick-me-up, of course!

Now HERE'S a creative way to break bad news! Baby animals! How bad can it be when looking at adorable ducklings? Little tiny puddy tats? So what if my band sucks, look at that widdle wrinkley pupperpupp.

An excerpt from the introduction page: "Grandma's Dead: Breaking Bad News with Baby Animals" softens the blow of even the harshest news, saving you anxiety and time. In this day and age, who has the time to spend a long, tearful afternoon explaining to young Bobby that his daddy's never coming home? Especially when there are three happy puppies in a pumpkin patch eager to do it for you!"

What can I say? She appealed to my inner dark side.

A random assortment:

Everybody needs a Kathy.

9 comments:

calicobebop said...

Yes, I would be too distracted by the cute-ness to feel bad for long. Gotta luv baby animals!

Rachel said...

LOL!! Those are great.

Doublebanker said...

With all the lay-offs I bet the "Your Fired" is almost a best seller!

Check out my photo of some snow day fun.

CaraBee said...

Those are great! I hope things are looking up this week.

Ashasnana said...

Love the "dark side"!

Dana said...

Awesome! My frown just turned upside down.

Mary Lee said...

Can't go wrong with puppies, kitties and the like. Chocolate is good too!

Jennifer P. said...

oh that is TOO funny! I often feel like that during a commercial for prescription medicine, and during the time that they're telling you how you could bleed out of your eyeballs or suffer a major heart attack as a side effect---they're always showing pictures of balloons and flowers and puppies :).

Thank you so much for your sweet comment today. Very, very appreciated!

Kathy said...

I love the one that says, "you're the father!" : ) Hmmm.....maybe the cleaning lady was at my house. No, she saw the inside and ran, that's right! Sorry 'bout that.