Once upon a time, about a year ago, Grandma J took a large parcel to the local post office. There was a disgruntled patron named Tom. It seems Tom was unhappy with the service he was receiving twice a day....and he wanted everyone to know it. Do you remember?
When Jack, the postal clerk laughed at Tom, Tom got angry at Jack....but Jack just laughed some more. Then Tom made sure his protest sign was aimed directly at the surveillance camera ...that's when Grandma J took a picture. Remember?
OK, no need to rehash that whole incident, you can go back and read it here later because it has nothing to do with today's tale. What Grandma J really wanted to tell you today, is that she mailed the book, The MIDDLE PLACE to Noe Noe Girl...Tall Tales from a Short Chick. Yeah, that's what she wanted to tell you. Well, and there's more to the story. You knew that, yes, you did.
So, pulling into the parking lot was a surprisingly pleasant experience, because here in Texas,
Today, the place was like a morgue! Seriously, no one was there but me, Jack, and another postal clerk. This is rare folks, because usually there is a line out the door and just one postal clerk.
Jack is always
Now isn't that special? Who wudda thought?
Then Grandma J asked Jack to turn around so she could show you, all her blogger friends that he cut his three foot long ponytail off.
JJ was in the car the whole time staring in at Grandma J. She took him the long way home as an extra treat.
It's always a sad time driving away with JJ staring out the window. If you can't see JJ's sad face, click on the picture....see?
Oh yeah, and Noe Noe Girl, your book is on it's way.