Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Epic mail day

You know how you start using a word to be ironic, and then you say it so often you lose the irony and it just becomes part of your vocabulary?  Being surrounded by 10 and 11 year old boys all the time made me start saying EPIC as a joke.  But you see where this is heading...

It's like in high school when my friend Holly and I started making fun of the deadbeats who used the F-word all the time.  (keep in mind this was the early 80s and it was slightly more shocking to say fuck).  We mocked them by peppering our conversations with the word so often it became a habit and now I swear like a truck driver.

But it's the MAIL I came to write about.  It was an amazing mail day.  (a fucking amazing mail day)  I headed to the post office with 11 post cards for an international post card swap.  I totally forgot to scan them and took quick pictures on the way out the door, but the pictures totally suck and the mail is gone so I can't go back and retake them.  So here's a blurry montage of them.  I think if you squint they look better.

 But then LOOK at the bounty that was waiting for me in my box!  Three letters and four postcards.  One of the letters came in an envelope made from a Tim Horton's bag.  How cool is that?  And a post card from MadMadge always makes my day.


My postcard making spree is paying off!  To get good mail you've got to send good mail.
And my mail is about to get a lot cooler, because LOOK:


I went to college just slightly before the computer era.  We had computer labs on campus, but nobody owned one.  I made all my spending money by typing people's papers on a typewriter for $1 per page.  If I really liked you, and you weren't a very good writer, I would correct your grammar and spelling as I typed for no extra charge.  My friend Alison had a 3 page paper due every Thursday at 2:00.  She would still be WRITING it at 1:30, and I'd be typing the first page or two while she was frantically finishing.  I did a lot of on-the-spot editing for Alison.  I'm especially glad I did, because, as it turns out, she's the person who introduced me to Ric in a round about way.  We've lost touch.  She doesn't know I married him, but I'm grateful to her.

And that's fun fact #something or other.

19 comments:

  1. I can remember learning to type on that same typewriter in high shool. I took some secretary classes after than & boy has that been a useful skill! Our public library use to have about 4 typewriters for folks to use. (They were off in the corner of a room filled with computers.) Eventually, they were all taken away. My children were so sad. The four of us would spend a great deal of time typing letters to grandma or their cousins or each other on those machines. You've got an awesome treasure there, enjoy!

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  2. Getting mail from you is soooo fun! I'm happy and lucky to know this firsthand...heehee!

    I only use the F* word when I'm mad...
    ...or trying to be sexy...but that might be a little too much information ;P

    Epic post!

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  3. This post made me smile :) Your postcards are, indeed, epic (my sons over use that word too :) ) and your typewriter is super cool, or rad, or sick, or something

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  4. i love your postcard design. do you use screen print on it?

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  5. I love your postcards! They are sweet! Have fun with the IBM......happy typing...

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  6. Blurry or not, your postcards look great! And have fun with your typewriter...I'd love to find one that works.

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  7. love the postcards, and how old am i , i remember taking typing lessons in high school

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  8. Hey girl.... cool post (*almost spit my water out when I read it*). Love the --->*F*<--- bomb. I just scored a typewriter 2- though I paid $10 for mine and had to buy new ribbon for it...$15. BUT IT WORKS! I'll type a letter to ya. Cheers!

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  9. Love your mail and the typewrite is so cool, you will be a wild mail maven! xox Corrine Get some sleep.....

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  10. I guess i haven't been by in awhile as there's so many posts i haven't seen.... Loving all the little bits of info about you... I'm write their with you about tons of note books and post-its but i am not good with computer organization, and my mouth is so small i get yelled at by dentists that i can't open wide enough.

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  11. See, my computer stopped and wouldn't let me write any more, more examples of my computer illiteracy, also i realize i mispelled write and their in the last comment, any way.... What i also wanted to say was i am loving your maps and that great carved face stamp!

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  12. your cards are wonderful ♥ and my favorite is the one with the crows and take another look...

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  13. I always am so proud - and relieved - when i get something done to mail off and just as i am about to skip out the door i remember i didn't "document" the piece! I love all your cards ... great combo of text and image (some wonderful stories waiting to emerge) ... and your typewriter?! I remember those days well ... and funny, my relationship with my husband involved borrowing his typewriter in college for some of my papers. I imagine stories from those days will sound like "Little House on the Prairie" to my girl!

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  14. Your post cards rock! At least you remembered to take photos- I took a few as I started my 11 postcards but then totally forgot about the photo taking until after they were mailed.

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  15. OMG! I swear like a trucker too. Only I started because I listened to the wrong people at age 4. In high school I remember imitating ( unkindly) the girls who were trying desperately to sound like Valley Girls ( as in Fast Times At Ridgemont High) Anyhoo, sadly I sprinkled my conversations with so many "likes" that after a while you could barely tell the difference between them and me.

    Your postcards are wonderful!

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  16. Since I love your blog so much I just 'nominated' you for the Liebster Blog Award. It's a pay-it-forward recognition of fave sites with under 200 followers to help folks find them. You can read what I wrote here: http://creative-explorer.blogspot.com/2012/02/little-recognition.html

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  17. My favorites are the ones with the white background and the safe. Nice.

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  18. Swearing is a way of life over here. I never made my kids think that swearing was horrible, so they drop the f bomb all the time. It shocks the "fuck" out of their friends when they are over at my house that I don't chastise them for it. I know that everyone swears, especially teens. Why should they hide that from me?? lol

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  19. My husband used to flinch whenever someone he was close to would swear, so it was fortunate that I'd never picked up the habit. He's loosened up since. Our current rule is that you're allowed to say anything you want as long as you are using the actual meaning of the word, so the F-word only comes out during sexytime.

    My parents dated in college, and I know Daddy says that the term usually ended with my mom writing the last page of her final paper, my dad taking it and pushing her into the taxi to go home, and then my dad would edit it, type it up, and turn it in for her.

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