Sometimes you just feel the weight of the world on your shoulders. It doesn't matter why. What matters is the feeling, the weight of responsibility. When you feel like that, you think only a miracle can lift the weight. I got some miracles in the mail yesterday and today from KDJ.
I took over Val's Tombstone group because I wanted to do something that would be fun. Even my mailart has a tendency to get weighty with meaning. I thought about how much I enjoyed Halloween when I was little. In school we would draw big fat pumpkins and skinny black cats. We put bats in the sky instead of birds. We wore scary masks and told ghost stories.
So I started a discussion at the Tombstone group and asked people to the First Annual Halloween Ball at New Tombstone. You see, I wanted to have fun. So I invited people to the party. I asked if they wanted to decorate and create guests for the Ball. So ChaosAtlanta sent me a vampire kitty and KDJ sent a prom queen dressed as roadkill, and I was very, very happy.
Then came to me this quirky surprise.
I think the postal workers must have had a good time with this. It was not delivered in a bag an envelope of a box. It was delivered just as you see it, and it was sitting close to the front of mailbox. my address is written on the back of the skull. When my husband opened the box, it gave him a good scare alright!
And it delighted both of us. When he showed it to me, I laughed and I laughed and I laughed. I couldn't have felt better.
The skull came with a tasty side of brains.
(I'd post more pictures, but for some reason this blog won't let me load load them).
I assumed the Halloween Ball would be fun; I didn't know how much it would end up meaning to me. Thanks so much KDJ, for the cure to the "weight."