I realize that this summer of constant deliveries continues to bring us closer and closer together, and I appreciate your determination and loyalty in geting my packages to me no matter how terrible the weather or how busy your schedule. I am also quite fond of the sound of your lovely truck trundling towards my door in a warm rumble of cheery engine growl. It doesn't hurt either that you are young, spunky, and cute. Nor does it hurt that what I have seen of your tattoos only makes me want to see, er, more of 'them'. However, as much as I love all of this, the humor in your eyes as you delivered this latest example of my fiber debauchery is the final straw on the proverbial camel's back pitching me head over heels into full-on crush, and do you know why?
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Because it means that you KNOW. That you have read the shippers' labels on these shipments, you have recognized their names, AND you have deduced what's in the boxes. If that weren't enough to make me love you, it also means that not only do you know, it AMUSES YOU.
I think you may well be perfect.
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**Chris Hall Montadale ewe from CT S&W just home from Twist of Fate spinnery in CT. So lovely. So creamy white. The heart flutters.
Even inside the plastic bag, it looks delectable. Mmmmmmm!
Posted by: Beth S. | August 20, 2006 at 09:22 PM
Yum. Our UPS guy is a guy, and he doesn't know squat. Nor does he care. We like it that way.
I'm going to have to call Still River and see where my fleeces are.
Posted by: Laurie | August 21, 2006 at 06:59 AM
We only get huge boxes of coffee, so our UPS guy doesn't think much of me, I don't think. Those boxes are heavy.
Posted by: elisa | August 21, 2006 at 09:22 AM
Fluffy clouds! The UPS lady must also be appreciative that you don't, for example, collect rocks or bowling balls. :)
Posted by: Chris | August 23, 2006 at 02:04 PM