Today the Mailman is My Best Friend

Because he put this in my mailbox:

1 Kasia // Apr 13, 2008 at 12:56 pm

I suppose I shouldn’t be offended that the person who told you about the tickets to begin with, requested one for you, and booked your hotel doesn’t top the guy who actually delivered it?

:-p

(Don’t worry - I’m not actually offended. I just thought I’d needle you a little. Do I need to go to Confession for that?)
2 Jaibee // Apr 13, 2008 at 1:04 pm

Yes, definitely you should go to Confession (because I can’t right now and want to, so I will live vicariously through you until I find a solution).
Second, *maybe* you were my best friend the day you did all the other stuff but *that* day it was the mailman…. :P
*Maybe* God wanted you to read that post to test your humility…. How did ya do? :P
*Maybe* I’m easily swayed and 5 minutes later the Starbucks barista was my best friend….

:)
3 Jill // Apr 14, 2008 at 11:22 am

Has anyone noticed that the tickets are “gold” This is better than Willie Wonka!
4 Jaibee // Apr 14, 2008 at 11:30 am

We got class like that…. :)
5 Jennifer (Et Tu?) // Apr 15, 2008 at 6:48 am

I am SO jealous!
6 Kasia // Apr 15, 2008 at 10:01 am

I know - I nearly started singing “I’ve got a Golden Ticket…”

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