Craft Flashback

I have always greatly enjoyed getting mail. And sending mail. In college, I was an excellent pen pal, sending off strangely shaped packages and tubes to my besties who went to school out of state. I think getting a package in the mail, regardless of what is inside of it, makes you feel loved. I've slipped a little in recent years, mostly because postage has gone up so dramatically, but I still like to send little care packages whenever I can. Here's the cute box I sent to Ryan last week:



He was having a Valentine's Day party, for which I sent a batch of my famous PBCs, packed inside an adorable frog Valentine holder. Which I thought I snapped a photo of, but guess not. Drat. I decorated the outer box with Hershey's Kiss stickers, I thought this was a fun foreshadowing of the chocolate wonders inside, along with a sweet Valentine message. I also used silver foil duct tape to seal it shut, which matched the foil stickers (no regular old grey duct tape for me, pshaw!) I was a little worried that it wouldn't arrive on time, but the one bright spot on Saturday (more on that mess TBA) was when he called after receiving the package and said "Does your mother know you make these?!?!?" Then we proceeded to make plans for opening our own naughty bakery, ala Marge Simpson.

See, mail is fun! It leads to all sorts of adventures :)

So with that in mind, here's a shot from the vault, taken somewhere around 1999 or 2000. Yep, I'm finger painting on the floor of my dorm room. I'm pretty sure these got rolled up and sent to either Jana or Ryan.



I have no idea if the symbols actually created or message or were just background - who knows, those were wild days. While half my roommates were out partying, there I was...painting.

NERD.