mail call!!!

you get the piece of paper in your mailbox 

that says

"please go pick up your parcel"

actually it's quite rude and says

"first notice"

you anxiously wait in line

with all the other hopefuls

you check facebook

you text whoever you think will listen

you do something to make the time go buy

then 

its your turn

you hand your "notice" over

and the mail clerk

slowly walks around

acting like he or she just started yesterday

and you wanna scream

"come on man! get my stuff! don't you know today is my day! i got a package"

then you get not one

but two boxes

woo-hoo

and it isn't dog food food!

yes we mail order our dog food

the pups have to have their special food

spoiled yes

and in those boxes

clothes!

a book!

 goodies!

and

coupons!

support the military!

find a military family living overseas,

send them your expired coupons!

all for you!

nothing, nada, zilch for the pups

ok, i admit i am jealous the dogs get more boxes than i do

my dad

sends me boxes routinely!

filled with magazines

snacks

tidbits of stuff

to make me feel like i'm still stateside

but today

was clothes

and i need clothes

but 

i was surprised with the bottle of cream soda

from pops

that had the whale in oklahoma on it

we use drive past that whale during family vacations

and the book

"think"

this book is hilarious

and just what i needed

after last month!

so thank you daddy

for all the time

money

and thought

you put into the boxes

they make my life just a little bit easier.