... and has left Jersey. Despite many trials and tribulations thrown at me by my family's constant attempts to sabotage anything I wanted to do, I filled your box to the brim with Jerseylicious stuff and raced over to my neighborhood post office. I waited on the extra, extra long line where I got to hear the gripes of all the happy holiday, last minute patrons complain about government inefficiency! I did meet a very nice man on the line who has his own radio show (ooh you should have heard his voice)and we chatted away about all things related to nothing at all. He asked me what I was mailing and I showed him (sorry). He didn't get it though, so I had to explain about the Knitter's Coffee Swap. He still didn't get it -
"You mean, you send all of this stuff to a practical stranger?" He asked quizzically.
"Um hm, and she's in Texas too!" I said with a happy face.
"Did she send you anything?" He was still puzzled.
"Well, yeah!" I nearly shouted. Everyone on the line was now eavesdropping.
"How many people do this thing, the swapping that is." He had a dirty look on his face.
"Yo, back off, dude, it ain't like that at all!" I put on my sistagirl face from Brooklyn.
"I didn't mean anything, it's just that.., I mean, well, nobody ever gave me anything like that before. Maybe I'm in the wrong business." He looked hurt.
"Ok, we cool, not to worry." I said.
He smiled, I smiled and the other people on the line looked very confused so I popped open the box (again, sorry) and showed everyone on the line. After that, no one else complained about the long line, the wait or government inefficiency any more. I heard someone whisper, "wow, now that's the spirit of the holidays...."
So, LaVerna, your package is in the mail sealed with good karma!!