Mail.

Today is a day for mail.  When I opened my mailbox all I could hear was Elvis singing "return to sender, address unknown, no such number, no such zone" in my ear.

Come to find out, I just hadn't put quite enough stamps on my package to Sandra.  So sad that he letters were delayed for my lack of counting!

AND... drum roll, please....

I mailed THIS:

This might be news to the two of you that even read my blog, but if you do, please say a little prayer that this will either be lost in the mail if it's not supposed to happen, or be framed in the Registrar's office because I'm the best candidate ever.  I need God's hand on this to open or shut this door.  My only responsibility was filling out the paperwork.  The rest is His.  (p.s. - don't tell the people I work with - I wouldn't want to freak them out when there's not yet anything to tell!) 

Deep breath.

Yours,

Emmy