Wasn’t it just Mother’s Day?
I have two sources to blame for my card arriving late: capitalism and my dad.
Capitalism really got me this year, in the form of a serious Father’s Day advertising push. The Father’s Day ads just started way earlier this year than in past years. I remember seeing the first one and thinking “oh is that coming up?” and dismissing it from my mind when I realized Father’s Day was over a month away. Between the time the ad ran and now, I had time to see the socially conscious JC Penny ad, form a strong affinity toward it, purchase a JC Penny dress online to show my support for their social responsibility, receive it on regular ground shipping, and wear it three times. One would argue that I also had time to send a Father’s Day card somewhere in there, but it seemed less pressing.
The other source I’m going to blame is my actual Dad. My Dad, much like most dads, doesn’t need or ask for much. He would probably flip out if I sent one of those GQ Father’s Day gift suggestions, because those are only ever appropriate if your dad is a fashion editor or CEO of Gucci. My Dad’s a teacher, and he’s fine with just a card. That takes the pressure off, but apparently so much so that I forgot the holiday until the window for a west coast-sent card to arrive on the east coast on time had been closed.
If you’re like me and forgot about how close Father’s Day was until you read this, that’s why Omaha Steaks was invented. At time of post, it’s still not too late to send a steak. Sorry, cows, I’ll try to be more on top of it next year.