So I am sitting at work getting ready for year end and a check run, and I glance outside to see if the mail is here yet... I see the Mailman wrestling with a box that does not fit into the oversized mailbox we have here. I don't think about it, since one of the girls here is getting packages every other day.

WRONG! Roger sends back the container I gifted to him filled with cookies. Only he has stuffed it to the top with fresh coffee (wow my cubicle smells good) fudge, and some cigars for both the kids(bubblegum) and Tank (not bubblegum).

I regret to say the fudge probably won't make it home.

Thank you! While not expected, it will be much appreciated.

(mmmumble mumble - need to make more cookies - mumble mumble)

Merry Christmas!

Deb

Since the box was too big, it did not fit so the mailman has to bring it in.

The best part is the mailman does not pull into our lot, no - he decides to trudge thru the snow to get to our door.

I have to remind myself not to laugh. He likes us really. Ok, maybe not.

Deb

LOL. that is too funny!