The Beneficent Mr. Hall, Cathy-on-a-Stick, and yours truly went on a train ride and met some wonderful people.
“Ha,ha,” they laughed upon seeing Cathy-on-a-Stick. “You must give us your card so we can follow her adventures!”
“How kind,” I said. Now where did I put those business cards?
After the train ride, we checked into a lovely B & B, where we met even more wonderful people.
“Ha,ha,” they laughed (again) after seeing Cathy-on-a-Stick. “Please give us your card!” Hmmm…where ARE those cards?
Upon returning home, I found the business cards. In the box. On my desk.
I’m sure you don’t need me to draw you a picture about What Not To Do, grasshopper.
Cathy C. Hall Writes 
Too funny, Cathy. You have a great sense of humor…glad you found your business cards 🙂
Can SO relate. Murphy's Law!
I'm glad I found those business cards, too! Now I just have to remember to put them in my purse.(Vicky, it's good to know I'm not the only one. Um, better luck to us next time-:-)
How I can relate. I'm forever forgetting something.
Hey Cathy C! I would've sworn I left a comment here earlier today….Hmmm…Anyway, what I said was something like: Poor Cathy! You just got those new cards not that long ago, too, didn't you? Guess that was more than you could shake a stick at, huh?……
Yeah, those cards are STILL on my desk, Linda- :-)I should stick them in my purse right now, Becky!
It's Cathy-on-a-Stick's fault. She should be responsible for business cards. You have to delegate sometimes, you know. Can't be expected to do everything, after all.