Maranie = Mommy

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Tuesday, April 15, 2003

We picked out our birth announcements. They are cute and tasteful. You'd think this would be a given.

*rubs temples in exasperation*

You would not BELIEVE the crap we've seen for birth announcements. We've seen sporting event ones that try WAY too hard to incorporate the baby's stats into, well, STATS. We've seen golfing-themed ones that announce the arrival of "the new caddy." We even saw a computer-themed one, which sounds cool until you realize it was a cartoon of a baby sitting in front of a laptop with the title of "OUR LITTLE SURFER GIRL HAS ARRIVED!" *sigh*

But the worst was a Western-themed one that I really, truly wish there was a link to. Amongst all the other "arrival of our buckaroo" nonsense was the following phrase:

"Ma's a little saddle sore, an' Pa is dancin' a jig."

I'd sigh at this point. Or rub my temples again. But I truly can't find any sort of gesture that would properly convey just how...stupid? awful? just plain WRONG? that card is. Here's hoping I can't find it online because no one was damn fool enough to purchase it.

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