Hey, all. There's a lot going on here in Limnerville. But not so much to keep me from whittling away some mail time. And I do mean some mail. So, here's just a little bit of what came in:
I like the whole package from my friend, Patty. Wish I had a Kleenex so I could wipe the makeup off this baby's face though. I love children. Her little face is a new slate. It should be clean.
Then there are the little darlings. Does it get sweeter'n these three? I tell you, I get as much satisfaction from the wrapping as I do from the contents. Well, almost. Great ads are keepers.
Dear Patty, you blew me away. Thank you, girl. I am going to have so much fun! I get to let go.
I still dream of slinging paint on wall-big canvas. In my dreams, I get to sling so much that I have to cover the floor with tarp. Now I get to do some mini-slinging on paper. Yes! Thanks for crowding me into trying something new. No way can I have this and not use it.
Henderica. Girl! Thank you for one of the cutest, sweetest little books. It fits into the pocket of my Spring Levenger tote, the pocket of my favorite hoodie, and a pair of my favorite grungy linen slacks. It's a too big for my bra, though, but it's okay since I can't get a pen in my bra anyway. *wink*
Check out the back! I agree with the sentiment. Ya gotta love mail!
Lucas, my man. Look at you, dude. How utterly everything! Thanks for giving me this. The pages inside are just as precious. I like your style. You seem so laid back, but there's this totally unexpected tension that leaps out and blows me away. I am honored to be among your pen-friends-in-the-making.
And Bev. Your envelopes change like a chameleon . . . No. Like a leopard changing spots. LOL. I still savor that "Wicked" envelope. Where did you buy the tape? The lion smiles like Mona Lisa. I like your handwriting, too. Thank you. Very much.
I'm signing off with a postcard. I do like postcards, don't you? There's just something about them that makes me smile every time I get one. I've decided to keep all of my postcards together. Thank you, dear Misty. This is so special. Erin sent me the same card the last time she visited Paris!
This is just one folder of mail that needs answering. See? I bought a new accordion folder to help me keep on top of things. Yeah, right. There's an orange one that looks like its twin. I feel I must post more mail tomorrow, on my honor as a letter-lover. I'm behind because I've been busy working and dealing with mold, but I still manage to work in a mail break now and again. There's so much wonderful mail to share. Hope you enjoyed just a little bit of mine
The end. (For tonight.)
MAIL OUT, etc.
A postcard. A Lone Star Ranger.
Stationery for Miss Davia, Miss Lucy's pen pal.
Front of an envelope. Addresses go on back.
For one of my girlfriends. It went out today. Hope it gets to her safe and sound. The curbside mail boxes were so full; mail was clearly visible, almost sticking out. I stuffed it inside, easily reached in and took it out again, tried another one, then put it back. There are five mail boxes. No way can our post office be in trouble.
Psstt! If you happen to see a pony rolling in a Siggi's yogurt bottle, please return to sender. Thanks in advance.
The end. (For tonight.)