Postcards from the Edge: The Snail Mail Challenge
It came as no surprise that my girl and kindred spirit, Kathy from ToadMama.com loves postcards. They often have the most perfect photographs of wherever you’re visiting.
Late last week Kathy issued a challenge on her blog: The Snail Mail Challenge. To participate, you have to actually send at least 5 postcards or letters to friends – not just buy the perfectly photographed lovelies and stick them in an album somewhere. *whistles innocently*
I probably shouldn’t tell you this as it could ruin the reputation of my manly-man Kenny. But…? I will.
When Kenny and I first met and we’d travel, even just doing day trips – he would send me postcards from where we’d been with memories of the day or sweet love notes scribbled on the back. He’d drop the postcards in the mail at his house which was just a few miles away. I would then have a lovely memory waiting in my mailbox the next day. I always found it so romantic.
So, why am I telling you all this?
Well firstly, you should check out Kathy’s blog.
And secondly, and this is a big leap on your part — if you’re feeling daring and want a postcard from overseas, I could be your girl. Since I’m heading off to Italy, France and Switzerland shortly if you’d like to receive a postcard, you could email me a PO Box or mailing address and I’ll send you one.
I could tell you that I’m not a creep or anything until I’m blue in the face but I completely understand that sending a stranger a mailing address is a little weird. But, there it is – the offer is on the table. A s k f u z z a t g m a i l with no spaces and the .com is where you can send your address. I’ll do my best to see if I can find cards that are motorcycle-y.
And if you’re so inclined, maybe take Kathy up on her blog challenge, too?
[edit] 8-22-14
Thank you to everyone who has sent in their addresses so far! Thanks for the trust and of course thanks for reading. I’ll be in your mailbox soon. Well, not me personally. That would be… something. Ugh. Then the fire department would have to come with the jaws of life to extract me. Wouldn’t that be quite a scene? ::sigh:: No one wants that.
It’s a great idea. Postcards are fun. Mail is fun. And the Post Office is dying and in need of help.
I’m in on this one. I just need to stop baking long enough to do a blog post. 🙂
As darling as Fuzzy postcards from Europe might be, I’m holding out for your surely forthcoming offer to send each of us daily packages of old world wines, exotic cheeses, various salami, and of course, chocolate.
I won’t think twice about sharing my home address–hell, I’ll even meet up at midnight in a secluded city park–with any interweb weirdo who’ll promise to juice me up on great wine and cram my piehole with cheese, chocolate, and salami…
(Hmmm, for some reason that just sounds worse than it should.)
For some reason that just made me think of: Send a salami to your boy in the army
Yea, I guess a postcard would be a letdown 😀
Around here? I would not openly volunteer to meet anyone and have anything crammed anywhere. There is no doubt in my mind that your results would vary from what you intended 😆