another day, another year, another decade

When I walked into the office this morning, I saw this man-card sitting on my desk.

(Are the exclamation points representative as my decades? There's a message there I think.)

I classify it as a man-card, because there is wood on it.


And in it.

Apparently, Greg spent some time crafting yesterday.

I'm still trying to figure out his adhesive strategy here. He used tacky glue on the wood, perhaps the same on the papers and ribbon, and packing tape on the corners of some papers as decoration.

In the end, I suppose it's half a birthday card and half-Valentine's.

But, it's the thought that counts, right?

And, let me tell you, there were lots of thoughts going on here.

Happy Birthday to me!