Happy belated birthday!
Your card is here. A sloth carried it — be nice. The envelope is late; the love was on time. They did their very best, which for a sloth is both a lot and, technically, the posted speed. A tiny snail kept them company, the party hat arrived last, and somehow that feels right. I hope your birthday stretched itself out in the good ways, and that this year is slow enough to enjoy and swift in the parts that count. Happy birthday, properly.
With love (and a slightly delayed hat),