I'm getting a gocco!
Dec 16, 2007 I'm so effing excited. I'm getting a gocco, of my very, very own! My wonderful, magnificent husband is buying it for me, can you believe it? He's so sweet that I'm going to eat his cute face right off of his head.
I only lament that we could've made our holiday cards with it, if we had gotten it sooner. But I've already decided that Marissa and I are going to make her Valentine's cards for her class. Fantastic! I can't wait!
In other, less exciting news, I completed Charlie's sweater. It turned out pretty well, if I do say so myself. Marissa and Phoebe both want one for themselves now.
Now, let's talk about mail people. You'd think that so far this post has nothing to do with mail people, but you'd be wrong. See, I think of goccos and sweaters, so I think of the holidays. Then I think of the hundreds of cookies I've made so far, and the hundreds more I have to go. Then I think about who still needs cookies. THEN, that reminds me that while I've already given our mail person cookies, there is another person claiming to be our mail person, who evidently needs cookies, too.
The other day we had a card in our box, signed something like, "from Sue, your mail lady." I made her some cookies and a card, and left them for her in our box. She didn't pick them up, so when Bryan went to mail out some packages, he took the bag to the post office to give them to her there (thus confirming that a) she works at the post office for really reals, and b) she is our mail person).
The VERY NEXT DAY we get a different card in our box, signed "from Brenda, the mail lady." Um. I think we were swindled. Since I don't know which is which, and I don't know who really delivers the mail, I have to make her cookies, too. I'm scared of what would happen to our grocery store coupons and credit card offers, if I don't.
P.S. Have you checked out the new Flickr stats? Very cool.
P.P.S. I'm getting a gocco!
Reader Comments (9)
Perhaps you have different ones on different days of the week? I doubt postal workers work six days a week. They are government employees, after all.
Those are all impostors. Only I deliver the mail.
Please send me cookies.
Awesome! I would love a gocco. Can't wait to see what you make with it.
"less exciting news"? Dude, if I could make that sweater, it'd be the news for the entire year. I'd all be at Christmas going "did you see this sweater I made in February? Huh?" and everyone would be like "SHUT UP ABOUT THE DAMN SWEATER ALREADY."
Sue knows she shares a route with Brenda, and unless she's evil, she probably shared the cookies with her.
Unless she's the mail person that keeps stealing the packages that Bryan sends us, in which case, she's probably ate them all while watching Twin Peaks. ;)
p.s. I started blogging again. Not that I'm saying you should read it or anything.
Umm, okay that sweater ROCKS!!! I'm sooo, sooooo jealous of your sweater-making skills it isn't even funny. I can't freaking believe you MADE THAT. Incredible.
If I didn't say it already, thank you soooo much for that beautiful Christmas card!!! Your girls are hanging in my living room brightening up the place. :)
You should make Happy Godmother's Day Cards. And when you are done with that, you should invent Godmother's Day.Because it would be easier to send out cards if there were an actual day. Like on the calendar. THEN, you should read all the comments I posted on Flickr, but if you didn't want to spend all that time, I could give you a synopsis... I want the purple backpack. And a sweater. And one of the kids. But I am flexible. You can pick the kid. Or we can rotate. Just make sure you send one with a purple backpack. Because I'm subtle like that.
LOVE the sweater and your wicked talent, you rock!!