Last night, I sent out an evite for our upcoming housewarming party. Something about my "Trailer Trash Backyard Bash" theme didn't sit right with her email blocker (go figure!). Even my second email trying to explain my first email didn't go through, so I decided on my third attempt at correspondence to send the following:
Hello my dear K,
Would you kindly send me an alternative email address so that I may bestow upon you an invitation to a delightful housewarming party? I regret to inform you that HH and I will not be able to attend this evening's festivities. My sincerest apologies.
We have indeed been overconsumed this week by transferring our household and
exhaustion has set in. We also have been incumbranced by a lack of funding
until we have a confirmed occupant of our previous residence.
I wish you well on your journey to San Francisco and do hope that you will contact me upon your return so that we may plan a social engagement. I sincerely
hope that this correspondence is more acceptable than the last.
To which she responded:
Top of the morning to you my dear friend!
You may send electronic mail to me without strife to ******@yahoo.com. I will
wait with the utmost anticipation to take delivery of your request. My R and I will certainly miss the company of your HH and you this eve. I give my promise that we will not hold ill will towards you as we understand your plight.
When my travel across the Americas has concluded I will most definitely send word to you so that we may enjoy merriment and song. May your new dwelling bring you much joy and your old dwelling bring you much gold.
Give my best to HH, Chica, Simon and Rudder.
This exchange had me laughing so hard that I think I may just start writing this way all the time. Definitely more eloquent than:
Yo girl! Was up? Hope you can make it to my Trailer Trash party! Sorry I have to bail tonight. I'm wiped from the move and have no money until I can get somebody to rent my damn house. Have fun in San Fran and let me know when you're back so we can catch up!