Getting the mail is NOT one of my favorite things to do. For some reason, Kelsey likes it, but since our mail-box is right on my way home I usually pick it up before pulling into the garage.
I guess I really don’t like it because we typically don’t get anything worth getting excited about. Except when my Grandma sends me cards. They are the best!
My grandparents venture their way down from Iowa to Texas for the winter every year. And once or twice she’ll send a card with a note about how they are doing and what they are up to.
It’s my favorite thing to receive in the mail! Here’s one that my grandma sent to me once.
In case you can’t read it, here’s what it says…
We don’t see robins in Texas. Right now the mocking birds are singing and are very busy starting their nesting. They are very pretty singers.
The shuffle (board) tournaments are over for us. In 2 or 3 weeks the Canadians will be going home. 5 to 6 weeks and we’ll be coming. Aunt Wilma is on her way down.
Hope spring is soon in your area.
Have a Happy Birthday.
Grandpa & Grandma
So, imagine my delight when I saw this envelope in the pile of mail last week. It looks eerily similar to a card that my Grandma would send. So…. I did what I normally wouldn’t do with most mail…. I opened it.