I peeked in the mailbox on my way to the bus this morning and there was a lumpy, bumpy package from my mum. It's pretty soft, so I'm figuring she found a t-shirt I left behind during my last visit and I take it with me to satisfy my curiosity once I get to my stop.
In the package is a book for Mark and a big fuzzy scarf.
I don't know who made it, I don't know why, but I have a new scarf. I put it on immediately and the lady standing next to me just burst out laughing.
From envelope to neck in . seconds because it is COLD out there!