I rarely get the mail at our house; the Mr. gets it on his lunch break. He brings in a lot of bills. I got the mail yesterday, and yippee skippy--I should do it more often.
Look what was waiting in the mailbox when I picked up the mail!
Baxter was quite delighted with his gift!
Last night I felt a bit like Baxter, sprawling on the floor in these pictures. A peanut butter scoop, some espresso beans, and a piece (or two) of pumpkin fudge can leave a girl lolling about! I couldn't budge either! Yes, a two mile run is in order for this morning!
Thank you Crazy Cousin Ree! You are the best. (And the Mr. says if you keep sending those peanut butter scoops, he might have to plan a vacation to the East Coast just to see you! They are to die for!!) Hugs and Love from Easy Street! (Baxter sends a few sniffings, too!)