Dear friend,

I'm sorry I failed to wish you a happy birthday until most of the day was gone. It wasn't because I forgot about your birthday, it was because I had one of those days that included running around, talking, and putting out fires from the minute my feet hit the floor this morning (and I stupidly checked email before even managing to brush my teeth). Today's date didn't even fully register in my brain until about 30 seconds before I sent you that birthday message a few minutes ago.

I'll make it up to you this weekend when you're finally back in town from your own crazy work adventures. Promise.

Love,
me