Friday, August 31, 2012

Scone withdrawal and clotted cream deprivation is so cruel.

First came scone hips, then came scone withdrawal. I'd give my right arm for some clotted cream and some fresh scones right now. It's perfectly acceptable to want to exchange body parts for food right? Oh, don't look at me, I'm just the gal missing a right arm (exchanged for scones and clotted cream) and a kidney (sold to pay for washi tape). Not a weirdo at all. Doo dooo..... My robot pals will just get me bionic replacements, it's all good. Maybe I'll get an upgraded arm that, um, holds things and, um, attaches to a hand that I can then use to, um, also hold things. Oh, and don't forget the BEST part: my upgraded arm will then attach to a shoulder which I can then use to...erm...um.....shrug. Yup! SHRUG. Not just anyone can shrug. [just back away slowly from the crazy woman... don't make eye contact, it'll be just fine....]

I'm still trying to get back into the scheme of mail, so no outgoing to report, but tons and tons of incoming from while I was away. Thanks for everyone who sent me mail, you brighten up my day with your awesomesauceness. However, I'm still getting a number of first letters from fellow snailmailers, so just a friendly reminder that I'm not looking for any more penpals. Hilariously enough, I'm getting letters from people who openly admit to reading on my blog that I don't want new penpals, but have thus chosen to ignore it. I love you for your defiant brazenness, it makes me smile, but this isn't a situation of "I can't eat anymore sushi...oh heck, why not just another dozen pieces?!!" I REALLY can't take on any new penpals—my wallet and my schedule won't allow it. So please consider writing another mail enthusiast and maybe leave me a comment instead. I greatly appreciate it regardless.

And on that note, let's turn ourselves over to mail goodies. It's been a few weeks since I've done a regular mail post and I'm feeling a bit rusty. But let's see if it's like riding a bike and just dive right into it! AHOY MATEY! Yes, just call me Laura "mixed metaphor" L.

Incoming:


Check out this wonderfully artsy envelope from Anna:

And if that wasn't awesome enough, check out the back:
Apparently it fell into some sort of space and time continuum because it was returned to her, but eventually it worked itself out and came to me. Oh, TARDIS! You so silly. Such a jokester!



I came home to this amazingly colourful package from my dear penpal Cheryl. It was a great pick-me-up after a long, long flight.

That rainbow envelope contained the below fantastico goodies! It's Afro Ken! A dog! WITH AN AFRO! Things just don't get better than this.

















And that's it from me folks! Turns out blogging is just like riding a bike ace in the hole egg on your face writing on the wall and fighting tooth and nail. Yeah, you read me right: I'm totally off my rocker.

14 comments:

  1. Great mail! I like the dog with a Afro. I have an Afro Ken letter writing pad which I love so much. If I ever have a dog, I'll name it Ken, and style its hair Afro :D Hugs!

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    1. Oh, I love this! If you ever get a dog, please post a picture!

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  2. 1) Loving that rainbow packaging from Cheryl 2) I'm glad you got my envelope! 3) Are you a lefty? Otherwise, replying to all that mail is going to be difficult without your right arm that you traded for scones.

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    1. That is a good point as I am not a lefty. Where were you BEFORE I sold my right arm?! Now I've got egg on my face, and I'm missing a much needed arm.

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  3. Hey!! you never received my letter? :( I send it a long time ago!! :( please let me know...

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    1. No! I never got your letter! It must have gotten eaten by the letter monster!

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    2. So saaad!! Can you give me your address one more time :( for send another letter!

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  4. Anna Art skills is really really amazing big big big time.
    Also I am happy you got a happy pick me up gift from your friend how sweet.

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  5. You always get such awesome mail :D And don't worry, I don't think you're crazy XD

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    1. That's what I like to hear! Crazy--who me? ;)

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  6. Happy dance! oh happy dance! It got there! I always worry that last week before my letter gets there, "What is Plan B? 'Hitchhike north and recite the entire letter I wrote from memory and then hitchhike home and wait for a reply and hope that someone was there to hear it'?" LOVE the washi tape mummy package. Beautiful.

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    1. I think it would be worth it just to hear if you could recite the letter from memory! Have you considered listing that as a skill on your resume? "Crazy mad memory skillz."

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  7. Oh god I love Devonshire cream and scones with berry jam as well!!!

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  8. Hahahaha! I love scones, too ... with butter, yum, yum! I'm not sure I'd trade an arm or a kidney, but I would most definitely exchange my love handles for a few scones ... Although I have the feeling the trade doesn't work that way, hehe.

    See? That's what happens when you tell people you can't do something, they all rush to win you over, hahaha.

    I'm glad you got my envelope ;p.

    Have an awesome day, sweet Laura!

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