I have this very cool friend, Ashley, that just gets me. She’s the kind of girl who peeks into your soul and takes a piece of your heart with her. Okay, that was a little bit dramatic but you know what I’m sayin’. She gets my stupid sense of humor and my love for random weirdness and there are just very, very few people in the world I have more fun with.
Ashley and I write each other hand-written letters all the time because we are awesome like that. Ashley taps hers out on an old vintage typewriter (named Watson, because it only makes sense to name your typewriter?) and I write mine on my very-special-occasion fancy pants stationery used only for the people I love best of all. Every letter from Ashley is a riot. I have thought about starting a place on this blog just to share her letters because they are just too funny and wonderful to keep all to myself.
The other day I went to the mailbox and found a big yellow envelope with Telegram written across the top of it. I first squealed then ran to the house to open it up. When I opened it I found an old-fashioned looking note that read:
DEAR KARI -(STOP)- EPIC ADVENTURE AHEAD -(STOP)- POSSIBLE JAIL TIME -(STOP)- MOVING TO LAND OF VERY LARGE COWS -(STOP)- TEXAS -(STOP)- THEY FRY FOLKS DOWN THERE -(STOP)- BOSTON IN AUG -(STOP)- HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHING ILLEGAL IN AGES -(STOP)- CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU -(STOP)- AM SECRETLY TERRIFIED OF SAID VERY LARGE COWS -(STOP)- LOVE ASHLEY B -(STOP)-
After reading this, I danced around the kitchen for a solid five minutes squealing about how this is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I get excited about real mail–but a freaking telegram on vintage paper in a big yellow envelope? Well kids, it doesn’t get any better than that.
Check the website out at Telegramstop to join in on the awesomeness. Or just be friends with someone really awesome who knows how to make you dance around the kitchen for five minutes.