Christmas in late April
I was sitting on the couch in our front room when I heard a knock on our back door. What the hey? Nobody has ever used our backdoor since we’ve lived here. I went to the backdoor. I didn’t see anyone. And so I opened the front door. I saw a UPS truck. How odd. I didn’t think we had ordered anything. I stuck my head out the door. The UPS man saw me and said he had left the package on the back porch. Okay. We’ve never had that before either. I went to the porch to find a rather large box. At first, I couldn’t see who it was for or from. It does not help matters that one of the last NCIS shows I have watched was about a messed up individual who sought revenge on others by mailing bombs in packages. I finally see the r...