Well I was forced to get out the winter coat today. I hate this time of year. When it gets so fucking cold you hate to step outside for anything. Even getting the mail which I might add is on my front porch, is pure torture. You might say, you live in Texas in can't be that bad...I beg to differ. Texas is flat, we have nothing to block the wind, so the wind chill is absolutely unbearable on some days.
Days like today, I feel so sorry for my cute little mail man. Yes, I live in a neighborhood where the mailman still walks door to door and hand delivers your mail straight to your mailbox beside your door. The guy is so cute...short little old man, with his mailbag and cute mailman hat. I could just eat him up. He's the mailman of my dreams. He should get some kind of raise for what he does, he has to be freezing his little mailman buns off. I think I might leave him some cookies or something for the holiday season. But my luck the man will think I'm hitting on him. I just can't be the wife of a U.S. Mail Carrier right now. So scratch that. Maybe a cute card. LOL...My man in brown that visits me at work might get jealous so...once again scratch that. Once a cat decided to leave the contents of it's stomach all over my front porch. The next day at about 1:00 p.m. (that's when he visits.) I hear him go..."UHHHH. Damn cats!" He almost stepped in it...so funny.
So while your at work complaining about God knows what, think of how my mailman is treaching through 12 inches of snow just so I can get Pizza Hut coupons. That my friends is dedication.
*Disclaimer* My mailman look just like that one in the pic...minus the mustache. And only when it's sunny does he wear the glasses. My mailman could kick your mailman's ass. And that's why I love him so.
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