The cosmic postal logjam has finally cleared. I walked out of the post
office today with a comical stack of packages. Trevor has asked me to
hide the skittles lest he hurt himself. We got mail magic from charles
and nora, susan and joe, heather, karen. And lea. Twice! We are wading
through excellent letters, comics, snacks, powdered cheese, god love
it. Thank you all. We are not worthy, but are sure grateful.