I've mostly been putting my mail to you in our mailbox, knowing that our nice mail lady (her name slips my mind right now—I'm really bad with names) will most likely take anything I put in there as long as the postage looks adequate. I haven't had a chance to talk to her since we started doing this project, but today I was home with Jackson (migraine and his cough came back—poor guy) and caught her on her rounds. She didn't have any mail for us so I asked her if she'd take my uh, thing, for you. She said, "Is this as strange as the one I brought yesterday? (dinosaur diorama). Then she said she loved our mail lately and it was making her day.
I asked her if she happened to have delivered the glove and she started laughing and said, "I did, and you know what's funny? We wear those gloves when we deliver the mail. I have some in my truck right now. And someone back at the post saw it and thought someone had dropped their glove in the mail to be delivered." Ha ha ha!
Then she said everyone was talking about our mail and how fun it was. She wanted to know what we were sending to each other inside the packages, so I told her paintings and cartoon things--art. She smiled and said, "Well, it just makes my day. You don't know what we go through..." (she gestured toward the neighborhood and her truck). I said, I know. And she said, "We don't get much" (she gestured toward the garbage truck that showed up on our street right then), "You know...garbage trucks...that sort of thing..." Then I told her my kid loved garbage trucks. In fact, he was on the sidewalk right then, making a video of that very garbage truck. She laughed.
When life gives you garbage trucks, make videos. I guess.
Anyway, the P.O. is very impressed with you and so am I. Maybe I'll make a portrait for her. She a true mail-art enthusiast!