It has been a nightmare trying to get mail in our new place. For some reason the mailmen are having a hard time comprehending that I could have a maiden name AND a married name. Grrrrr.
It kills me to know my Elle Decor and Rachel Ray magazines are just sitting in my mailbox in Columbia. In the mean time, who wants to send me some mail? I'll send you some back! But not in that creepy chain letter kind of way. More like a "my husband travels three weeks out of the month and it would make me so happy to find some lovin' in my mailbox" kind of way.