There are many things I love about living in Texas, but my mailman isn’t one of them. Which is ironic, because my mailman used to be one of the things I loved most about living in Texas. My old mailman was a great guy. Now who says that about their mailman?! My old mailman used to let my neighbor’s dog ride in his mail jeep with him while he made his rounds. My old mailman new all his stay-at-home-moms and work-at-home dads by name. Really. He’d greet you by name when he delivered a package to your door. My old mailman looked the other way when I’d conduct a little illegal business through my mailbox.
Now don’t go getting all ‘Ooooo, she’s a dope dealer’ excited about this. Years ago I had a pet sitting business. I used to leave paperwork and paychecks in my mailbox for my employees to pick up – which is illegal. Did you know the only thing allowed by law to go into and come out of your mailbox is mail? Technically speaking, your mailbox is not YOUR mailbox? It’s considered property of the US Postal Service?
Well, my new mailman is a problem. Especially lately. He seems nice. He waves at the kiddos and hands them the mail when they beg him for it. But, he’s a
liar…and a
thief. He says he can’t pick up pre-posted packages from my mailbox – that I have to take them to the post office.
Liar, liar, pants on fire! He says he delivers ‘confirmed delivery’ packages to my door and then goes pack to the Post Office and marks them ‘undeliverable as addressed’ and then they disappear forever.
Thief! And he loses my packages – like my Mom’s Mother’s Day gift that took 2 ½ weeks to get to her, and the Once Bitten samples I sent to a troop of soldiers doing special training in a bug-infested jungle. The new mailman, who is obviously not a Texan, is totally out to lunch!
Speaking of lunch…. Back in January, to celebrate my birthday, I featured a handful of Etsy shops that were born on my birthday. One of those shops,
Apeyleedesigns, makes the cutest bags and lunchboxes. April (aka: Apeylee) recently sent me a lunchbox to review and give away to one of you lucky readers. This is the one that my mailman is eating his lunch out of everyday…because he stole it! From me!! And I’m pretty mad about it. But April, who is obviously nice enough to be a Texan, still wants to do the giveaway – even though she’s already lost one lunchbox to the USPS.
So here’s what’s up for grabs: one of her beautiful handmade lunchboxes - any one you like! Each lunchbox features coordinated fabrics; a thermocool lining to keep things cool and fresh; a laminated interior for easy clean up; a Velcro closure to keep your yummies from falling out; and two convenient exterior pockets for utensils, napkins, your legally licensed concealled weapon - in case you need to go postal, etc. (JKOC...about the weapon, not about all the great features.)
To enter:
- Visit April’s
shop and then come back here and tell me which item you like best (this step is manditory for entry.)
You can receive bonus entries by doing any of the following:
- Follow April’s
blog: one bonus entry
- Heart
Apeyleedesigns: one bonus entry
- Buy something from her shop: two bonus entries
- Follow my blog: one bonus entry
Leave me comments for each thing you do – with a way of contacting you, please.
The giveaway will close at midnight, CST, on June 19 – April’s 5 month Etsyversary (and my Mom’s birthday.)
Good luck!
There are many things I love about living in Texas, but my mailman isn’t one of them. Which is ironic, because my mailman used to be one of the things I loved most about living in Texas. My old mailman was a great guy. Now who says that about their mailman?! My old mailman used to let my neighbor’s dog ride in his mail jeep with him while he made his rounds. My old mailman new all his stay-at-home-moms and work-at-home dads by name. Really. He’d greet you by name when he delivered a package to your door. My old mailman looked the other way when I’d conduct a little illegal business through my mailbox. Now don’t go getting all ‘Ooooo, she’s a dope dealer’ excited about this. Years ago I had a pet sitting business. I used to leave paperwork and paychecks in my mailbox for my employees to pick up – which is illegal. Did you know the only thing allowed by law to go into and come out of your mailbox is mail? Technically speaking, your mailbox is not YOUR mailbox? It’s considered property of the US Postal Service?
