Congratulations, Motherkitty. Sorry for being late with the announcement but I had to wait for JC to finish his shower. I never pick the winners myself, since it's so hard. By the way, did I mention the cover is in 3D? It's lovely to the nth degree. The goodies will go out Wednesday. Enjoy!
Outgoing holiday mail. The lone male mail clerk asked as I was gathering my empty bag and purchases after we'd done business, "Is there anything else? I know you'll be back later, because you're a regular, but I thought I'd ask." I looked at his wedding ring finger. *sigh* He's taken. Sorry Erin.
A bird's side view. *wink*
This is the little guy
Grendel's sister the meanie wouldn't hand cancel. How cute is he? Wish I'd thought of making him first. Doesn't he make you wish you lived on a large ice berg, just so you two could play? Well, not one that's melting, that's for sure. And no, the ones in zoos do not count. Free the penguins!
Bev, this is so nice. Where did you get it?
Thanks for playing.
I'm finally retiring this beauty. Thank you, Motherkitty.
I took a little time to make use of a free envelope. Tissue paper isn't just for wrapping.
Flashback! I know I saw this back when I was a girl. Someone sent this to my grandmother. I distinctly remember staring at this with longing, wishing I had a puppy to bathe, too. Now, if I am wrong, sue me. Thanks, Jennifer. A reply is heading you way before our winter break here.
This is a busy choice for Postcrossings. Katy is synonymous with Houston. I live with a foot in both places. Okay, I can cross the street an be in Houston. The differences in sales taxes freaks me out if I let it. Wish we had proper Katy postcards. Okay, I'll make my own, doggone it.
This is just beautiful. I always wonder if they're real. Bet they're suited to hardier climes than ours. Thanks, PostMuse. Very lovely photo. Nice, sweet card, too.
I am having so much fun with this, Rusty. Glad to know you are, too. Thanks!
I saved this for Wolfey. Hope she likes it. I'll tell you why next time round. Right now I am trying to make up for lost time. I've been busy telling and not showing. Um, by telling, I mean writing letters.
Aha! More from the stamp-covered box from Misty. Liz was very pretty back in her day, huh? If she hadn't been born to it, she could have been a star. Well, she'd need to work on her personality, but still. I've always thought she was pretty. Not all beauties age well. I mean, look at me.
Somebody left the gate open!
I like that snippet from the commercial. What a pity I don't know what they're selling, or who sings the song. Does anyone know? I've got another dollar bill--stripper-sweat-free. Talk about laundering money! Shucks. (Aside: We might have to pass the hat if I don't cut back on the trivia questions.)
Then there's this. Makes my mouth fill up with saliva. Misty, I will be on it like a tick on a hound dog, as soon as I get a break. I can't use the Singer yet anyway, so I have a lovely project to look forward to. There's more . . .
From a Postcrosser. Don't you just get it? On so many levels. Can you translate? Or should I? Ha! Well, yeah, too. Just ask.
Doesn't this just yank your heart strings? He (almost?) knows how to spell his name. And he wrote it in red crayon! He'll grow up to be a heartbreaker. Thank you, Carter-the-Great.
This arrived today. I actually Googled Civil War Ohio.
Mail soup, right?
Another rough day in PT. Another appointment with my great endocrinologist. I've never met anyone like her. I enjoy the time in her office. Oh, and there was wet work. LOL! Okay, blood work. Too many spy stories?
Thanks for some of the best mail. I couldn't ask for better. I'm still answering, so I appreciate your patience.