I swear I have more roses blooming right now than I had all spring and summer. It's crazy. And crazy beautiful. Although I have a desire to pick some and bring them into the house, they just seem so happy where they are that I can't bring myself to do it.
Found my dresses. Theoretically. I went down to the post office this morning and talked to the post mistress who got on the phone to Monticello where, as you may recall, they got sent and supposedly returned to sender. The problem was simple and yet, somehow, complicated.
April Cornell, whom I ordered the dresses from, had requested a physical address, not a post office box. Okay. We do have one of those and even a mailbox out front. We can get mail either way. BUT, our physical address is not Lloyd, Florida, it is Monticello, Florida with a different zip code than the PO box address. As I have said before, although there is a post office in Lloyd, there is only one real legal town in all of Jefferson County and it is Monticello. So when I gave April Cornell my address, I gave the physical address with the correct zip code, but I wrote "Lloyd" instead of "Monticello."
You with me?
When the package got to Monticello (and don't ask me how it got there to begin with- the zip code?) they had no record of the physical address with the wrong city listed.
Now you'd THINK that they could have figured it out. Lloyd is about twelve miles from Monticello and everyone in Monticello knows where Lloyd is and let us not forget that my physical address is XXXX, Old Lloyd Road.
But no, and besides that, no mail is shipped to the Lloyd post office from Monticello. It all comes from Tallahassee.
The post mistress explained all of this to me and told the Monticello post office NOT to return the package and that I would come and pick it up after I told her that I would. So I'll be doing that tomorrow.
I think that the odds of them not having sent it back anyway, are about 50-50. And of course, neither dress may fit and/or I may not like one or both.
But it's an adventure!
I made soup today. Garbanzo bean, greens, sausage, and sweet potato.
I have only cut myself two tiny times with it!
Not a bad day.
I'm not surprised about the confusion over the package. I couldn't follow it even when you explained it! But as to the left town no forwarding address where did they get that from? Nearest checkbox to the facts, perhaps.ReplyDelete
Now to see if you like the dresses and if they fit. They better, after all this.
When you move the fridge, shall I send you a beat up sofa so you'll have the set? Except maybe it will end up in Monticello along with all the dresses.
Please do send me a couch! Just any one that you have lying around will do. But be sure to send it to Monticello!Delete
curly haired girl reveal, how can she be six ???time is such a bozo!ReplyDelete
I wish her a happitty Bippitty and a pinch to grow an inch.She will be driving soon and getting a job out there in the big world, and I absolutely hate that thought.
I'm pretty sure that Maggie can already drive (she still needs a car seat though) and probably has a job somewhere we don't know about. CEO of a Fortune Five Hundred company, perhaps.Delete
That doesn't sound like you are being lazy to me.ReplyDelete
Well, when I see all the things I SHOULD be doing, I feel so inadequate.Delete
Soup looks good.ReplyDelete
Looked better than it tasted.Delete
Happy Birthday to Maggie! And happily for you your phone camera gives you good photos and nobody would say your soup looks like a koi pond...Have a sweet night.ReplyDelete
I would be delighted if Steve had said my soup looked like a koi pond- I think they are beautiful!Delete
Magnolia will be 6? Oh my goodness, happy birthday to the woman child goddess! Your soup looks wonderful...... Funny about your lovely roses and not wanting to pick them. My Mom grew zillions of camellia's when I was growing up (the pink perfection was my fave- as you know).......she never picked one. Not one, to bring in. My Dad on occaision would pluck a few, bring them in the house and float them in a bowl of water much to Mom's dismay (she was a fanatic neatnick) .but Mom......never picked any. Never *got* that.....but I never *got* a lot about Mom LOL! Happy day tomorrow with the B.day celebration!ReplyDelete
I don't usually have this self prohibition against picking flowers. I think maybe it's because they seem so miraculous, blooming like that in the winter.Delete
I can't believe that child will be six years old! Good Lord. Your post office story was exhausting. These things rule our lives, I think.ReplyDelete
So, so true.Delete
Sometimes it just feels like everything goes wrong at the same time doesn't it - and then somehow, miraculously sorts itself out the next day. My village is called St. Sixt but we had mail going to Sixt Fer à Cheval and St. Jean de Sixt when we first moved here. Goodness knows why because the village has been around for yonks! Somebody at the sorting office having a bad day I guess!ReplyDelete
Things are indeed pretty much sorted out today.Delete
Good to know that it's not JUST the US postal service that can be ridiculous. At least your situation has been fixed.
Your soup looks scrumptious and by the sound of it it was very healthy too. Another one for your forthcoming bestselling cookbook - "Grandmaw Moon's Southern Delights".ReplyDelete
"Grandma Moon?" Well, I guess that's who I am.Delete
I sure hope you like the dresses when you finally get them after all the trouble and confusion. Happy 6th Birthday to Miss Maggie! They sure grow quickly! Wishing her a good life filled with lots of love and happy adventures!ReplyDelete
Thanks for the birthday wishes. I hope all of that for her too.Delete
That soup looks REALLY good! Glad you got the dress situation figured out. I think that's all a result of some postal computer doing the job that a human being used to do. Back in the old days -- for a town the size of Lloyd -- all you had to do was write a person's name on the envelope and the city, and it would get to them! I find old postcards addressed like that all the time.ReplyDelete
"Genital reveal" -- LOL!
True. Things have changed. But there is still some small town mentality about the postal service around here. Especially in Lloyd itself.Delete
Happy birthday to the Princess Queen! And that soup looks amazing!ReplyDelete
I wish it had been as good as it looked.Delete