Magpie and Muttonfly

Hey you,

Yesterday, I opened the mailbox to discover a large envelope addressed to me; it arrived via “Girlfriends.” Scurrying back to the house, I imagined all the delight I might find within–kind words, inspiration, anecdotes, maybe maybe even an intrigue or two. Alas, I carefully removed the contents to find a stack of flyers for a women’s conference. Sigh.

Total disappointment.

Still, it was a good reminder that I need to get going on that letter writing bit. One letter a month. If I can’t do that I’m in worse shape than originally feared.

So be on the lookout–you just never know when you might receive a letter from little ol’ me. Sure, it may be less than thrilling in content; you may not even be able to read my handwriting. But you’ll know I took a little time, to write specifically to you.

And if I haven’t your address (but you’d rather not be left out), feel free to send it along.

Until then . . .

xoxo,

PS–Happy weekend!