the.feeblefutts

We haven’t been feeling much like Superman lately. For the past week or so, Ams and I have been a little ill. Between the two of us we have experienced almost every possible symptom. After almost 5 days in confinement to our home, we finally started feeling better.

While we were stuck in our home, we found out that somebody comes to our door nearly everyday. Sometimes it is a neighbor, sometimes it is the mail carrier, sometimes it is just some random survey, but usually it is just the trash boy making sure we don’t have any trash [or extra money] to give him. Needless to say, we have gotten used to the doorbell ringing and somebody being at our door.

Yesterday, our doorbell rang as usual. However, When Ams went to the door no one was there. While surveying the situation, Ams noticed that there was a man at the bottom of the stairs trying to tell her something... ‘BOXES!’ he was saying. It was the man who delivers packages to our house.

We had heard that several weeks ago the Bridge Class [our SS Class] had sent some packages our way. Well... they made it yesterday! It was like Christmas in July and definitely the most exciting part of our week. In fact, every time the doorbell rang during our confinement, we hoped that the packages would be at our doorstep.

It’s amazing what all can fit inside a couple of boxes. Included were some photos of Jax [already on the fridge], various food items - a taste of home if you will, Feltner’s tees, bathroom supplies [already in use], fingernail polish, an awesome candle, and loads of love, care and encouragement.

So thanks Bridge Class for all of your support. We love you and can’t begin express how appreciative we are of your involvement in our work.