So it was my turn to send another care package to my brother in AFG (I was patiently waiting). We are trying to stagger them so he gets one regularly instead of getting a couple all at once and then nothing for a couple weeks. I never know what to send. I feel like its all junk food, but my sister reassures me that it doesn't matter what is inside, he is just happy to receive love from home. Besides, even if he doesn't like something I send, there are plenty of other soldiers he can share it with!! I mailed it in a flat rate box on Friday and he received it today. Seriously? How impressive is that? I am stunned!! So this is what I sent (be forewarned of the poor picture quality):
A letter and some printouts from the internet that I thought would be interesting reading.
Stationary. My sister was unable to find a specific "Dodge" stationary, so I made it up and it turned out quite well if I do say so myself. (This is for an ongoing comical family feud if you will, between Bob W./Dodge and Bob P./Ford). Unfortunately, you can't see my designs, just my note on the envelope. Sorry for ya! :)
Next is a picture of my sister and brother (in-law) because when I asked him what he wanted me to send, his reply was, "My wife."
Some dry drink mix to add to and shake up water. Eboost is one of my all time favorite things, can't live without it!! Oh and two energy candies? I don't know, I saw them at the check out and grabbed them. Impromptu? Yes. Taste? To be determined.
An attempt at chips...
Some reading and a game to help pass the time:
Some nuts.... He asked for almonds but didn't specify, so he got raw, roasted/salted, and butternut toffee..
He also put in a last minute request for "dental floss on the fork - pick thing." Naturally I obliged.
Hopefully the forkpicks will help deal with these nasty things he likes (black jelly bellies):
I also sent him some more Red Vines because he liked them last time. The jerky here was labeled with an unpictured note that read: Here are a few slabs of meat.
A little bit more sugar (the bag reads: I HOPE THIS DOESN'T MELT).
Apparently it was again a success, well at least the stationary was. He told me he "LOVED IT" and was getting ready to write a snail mail letter to the "enemy". Cheers to that!