Whew! The box of goodies I sent to Craig and his troops last week arrived safely on Saturday. They enjoyed everything I made and have already put in a request for more.
Edited to add: Ugh, that last bit sounds totally smug. My apologies.
Since I hate putting my name on sub-par baked goods, I’m so very pleased that everything was still tasty after being packed in a box for a week. I love the United States Postal Service and all, but they’re not exactly known for their gentle treatment of boxes and such. I only wish it hadn’t taken me so long to do this. I suppose in this sense, it’s a good thing Craig and company still have many, many months left in Afghanistan. I foresee several more boxes of baked goods being sent their way.
In other news, I have nothing to report.
It’s raining. I’m having a terrible hair day. I forgot to put the garbage and recycling out last night. Because it was raining.
I bought the last of my Thanksgiving ingredients and do not intend to enter a grocery store at all tomorrow. Probably not even if my life depended on it.
And that is all.