So, I had pretty much given up on getting anything else for my birthday besides the presents from Liz (Earrings, a blouse, and a peony bush!). I got lots of lovely greetings on my facebook page, but not one card or present in the mail. After two weeks, I just forgot about it.
Then, on Sunday, I found out the reason for my lack of mail...my mother had been telling everyone the wrong house number!! 565 instead of 568. It took a few tries, but I finally reached the man who lives at 565, and he had a card and a present for me! I was glad he hadn't sent them back, and now he knows who I am, so if anything else comes, he can bring it across the street.
I am currently wearing the gift I received--a black apron with the motto, "God likes it well done!"