Not much going on other than the mail man at the Post Office giving me the hairy eyeball when I came to the counter with an arm full of envelopes from CatrionaisCrazy.com.
“What’s this?” – Old Post guy
“Uh, um, a letter?” – Me
“You have a lot of them, what’s in them, and what’s this website?” – Old Post Guy
“It’s not drugs, I swear.” – Me
*From behind me* “CATRIONA!” – Gram
“Yes Gram?” – Me
“Are you sure there’s no drugs in all of these envelopes?” – Old Post guy
“YES, she is SURE.” – Gram
*Me to Gram* “How do YOU know?” – Me
“CATRIONA!” – Gram
“Ok, international stamps are required.” – Old Post Guy…….
BAHAHAHHAHAHA!
As we were walking out:
“I cannot believe you did that.” – Gram
*Giggle* – Me
“I take that back, I will not be attending the Post with you any more.” – Gram
“Well it really wasn’t drugs.” – Me
“CATRIONA!” – Gram
“Well it wasn’t!” – Me
“I cannot believe you.”- Gram
“Yes you can.” – Me
My poor Gram. LMAO.
XOXOXOOX
Catriona