My new PO Box is no longer a virgin, thanks to Andrea and SloMo! I got two pieces of personal mail from two friends I've never met in person. [couldn't say that a few years back without thinking two things: pen-pal and loser]
What a treat to get actual, physical, tangible mail. There I was, standing in line to claim my package from Santa-SloMo, while I studied the outside of Andrea's cutely-decorated envelope. I have this thing about handwriting. I'm fascinated with everything about it - style, slant, printing, cursive, neat, messy, lefty, righty? I can easily fall in love with someone based on handwriting. Andrea, look out! ::wink::
If it weren't for SloMo's talk of package-sniffing I might not have given much thought to my actions. I carefully opened the envelope and as the folds parted, I unconsciously closed my eyes, raised it to my face and took a deep whiff. Suddenly I was acutely aware that I too am a package-sniffer! Bug-eyed, I quickly brought the envelope to a socially appropriate distance from my face. Cute Christmas card and CD order. Woohoo! Thanks Andrea.
It was then my turn at the window and I claimed my Christmas present from SloMo with beaming pride. I carried her package out like a newborn baby! I took little sniffs as I headed out, but waited till I was inside the car to take the obvious whiff. Hunny was all over it as if she knew it was from Auntie SloMo! [Back off Hunny! This one's mine! At least until Christmas]
SloMo's package has so many pleasant smells, I'm on sensory overload - but not overwhelmed! Don't get me started on her handwriting!
Andrea's card smells like fruitcake [ironically, the same word is used to describe my personality today.]
There's nothing like personal mail with a personal touch!