Showing posts with label mail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mail. Show all posts

Monday, February 28, 2011

Letter! Book! Stickers!


It's well known I love mail & ma'pen pals.
& it should be known that I love Kim.

So, mail from Kim - is terribly exciting. & let me tell ya, I was not happy about having to find some obscure UPS hub until I saw that lil'rocket man.

The thing about Kim is she always seems to know how to - bring you back.
After bringing a close to the hazy rock & roll world of Keith Richard's LIFE, Kim gracefully swooped in with Not for Sale by David Batstone (a signed copy) to bring the reality of human trafficking back around into my hazy world. Like a true friend should. I cannot wait to read it. & I cannot wait until 2012, because that's when Kim told me I'm coming to visit her.

Monday, January 24, 2011

The Travels of Tilde


Well, isn't it funny that after a recent post about mail, I should get some? & from Tilde at that.

Tilde, oh what a girl. Oh, this lady. She's wonderful. Fate and Karim brought us together when we both randomly set out on a solo trip to the Sinai Coast hosted by Tour Egypt . We became insta-friends.

Together we've climbed a mountain, swam in the Red Sea, been pained by hives & bus crashes, healed from hives & bus crashes, experienced an Egyptian 'aquarium', doubled our weight in bottled Coke, toured Zamalek, watched a Godfather marathon with my Sudanese pals, played hours of backgammon, toured Coptic Cairo (made it there & back with our flawless Arabic), bought Egyptian cotton sweat pants from City Stars, made plans for our future and then went on a hunt for Twilight* in Arabic (I swear it wasn't for me). 

& now, I've been so lucky to be added to this woman's travel postcard list. So far I've gotten postcards from Switzerland, Paris & Hong Kong. Funny, I'm still waiting for one from Denmark - where the lady calls home. Someday, when I can afford a slice of pizza in Copenhagen I hope to visit my dear friend.

*We found it.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

In Care


Aww, shucks.

I missed National Letter Writing Week which, apparently, is the second week in January every year.

Do you still write letters? I do! (I even got some stockin' stuffer stamps). Sitting down with a stack of paper (& records, because it's my firm belief that every letter needs a soundtrack -- with that, press play nowwww for a wonderful Pasty song about letter writing), a good pen and a cup of tea - is one of my favorite pastimes.

& wouldn't you know, coming home after work and finding a letter addressed to moi also on the top of my favorites list hinthinthinthinthinthinthint. 

So. This week (since, I'll just assume you all missed the Letter Writing Week memo too) sit down and write a letter to a pal. You'll love it. They'll love it.

& let me know if you want to be pen pals...
& don't even get me started on my dreams of cutesy stationary sets.

Friday, March 12, 2010

val di fassa

Postcards are great.

There is no room for anything but simple, happy notes.
Their stamps are cheaper.
It means someone was thinking about you.
Getting mail is always fun.

Thanks Tilde Andersen my favorite (and only) Danish friend, who brightened my day with a postcard from Italy!



... this post would be more climatic if I had a scanner, ay?
ps: Emily gets home from London tomorrow. I can't wait to see pictures & hear stories!