Apologies

I have a friend--we'll call her Scraddie--and this friend and I are notorious for going to each other's houses and then sending middle-of-the-night remorse emails. We lie in bed, one or the other of us, picturing the glorious evening, heads thrown back in laughter, Chinese Checkers and 2 or 4 bottles of wine, staggering out with a sober partner and overtired kids way too late. . . and then we picture (doh!) what must have been a kitchen full of dirty dishes, a playroom strewn with Lego, properly effusive thanks unspoken. It got to the point where she created a blank template for us to use:

Dear ____________________,

Thank you so much for having us over for ___________________ (dinner/ 

brunch/cocktails/birthday party)

We all had a _____________ (nice/great/fantastic) time.

I am so sorry that I drank too much and didn't help clean up.  I'd  

also like to apologize for _____________________ in your  

________________.  I hope it wasn't too much of a problem.

All my best,

___________

And then we found someecards.com, where you can design your own cards with your own text.

We're thinking of publishing a whole line of domestic regrets. I'm bracing myself for a sudden onslaught of wealth.