Unexpected Parcels

Recently, I was commenting with some blogger friends about how the small unexpected things in life can make you the happiest. One person used the example of getting a unexpected parcel in the mail. So true, as a matter of fact that happened to me over Christmas. I thought I would share the story.

My family had just gotten back from the mall where I had bought some parts for a bow I received for Christmas. My wife asked if I would stop at the mail box since we hadn't in awhile. I got out, got the mail and handed it to her. My first mistake, handing the mail to her.

I went into the house to put together my bow when my wife comes over to me and ask me who this card is from. I took a look (you could of knocked me over with a feather) and said "20 Something (a blogger friend of mine), it can't be from 20 Something". My second mistake was saying this out loud. She said "is she from England?" I said "yes" (still in shock) then (this is the good part) she said " Who in the hell is 20 something." That's when the reality of the situation it hit me. Oh, shit.

I told her she was a girl I had left a comment on her blog and that she was having some problems with her boyfriend and that I left some input on that as well. My wife doesn't do blogs or anything else with computers except shop so I started to tell her I would show her the blog but then I remembered that 20 something had left a post called HORNY and realized I was just digging a hole. So I said I couldn't remember the exact blog (yes, I lied) but it was all innocent and she shouldn't worry.

I thought that would be fine because she started to walk out the room but turned and asked how she got our address? I stumbled over a few more questions but she finally grew tired of it and walked out. After all the card was from England, what could she say? When I was finally alone I took a deep breath and started laughing (quietly to myself of course).

Over the next few days, at several parties, my wife announced that I was getting Christmas cards from girls in England. I just sat quietly laughing to myself. I knew the card was sent in good fun and with the best intentions. I really appreciated the card but the surprise and the thought made my day and a heck of a memory.

The point: Receiving unexpected parcels can make you happy but they just may get your ass in trouble too :)



Disclaimer: The names in this story were changed to protect the innocent. Do not attempt to send unexpected cards to married people of the opposite sex. Leave this to the professionals :)