Tag: SKS

Trista Hendrickson does custom pet portraits and this postcard and the one below arrived today. They are, alas, 2 of 3 and 3 of 3, so we will have to wait until the first one arrives, but any day with mail is a good day.

In this card, Sara tells me she is planning a dissertation writing retreat, which I happen to know she has done and that it went well.

She also reminded me that she sent me a picture of Lauren Strom’s work over Instagram. I couldn’t recall the picture until I went to Ms. Strom’s Etsy shop (which you can find here). Then I knew what she was talking about.

I don’t think this is the greatest introduction to Lauren Strom’s work, but I really like her stuff.

Sara has sent me a hotdish postcard. While she was writing it, she reports that we were texting. Texting and social media. The bringers of death to the postcard culture.

It makes me glad we can both text and send postcards.

I find this woman’s eyes creepy.

Here are postcards 1/5 and 5/5 from Sara’s missed-your-birthday multi-postcard missive. In the first postcard we can see in real time her realization that she’s missed my birthday.

In 5/5 I get an update about her week. Sounds like a busy one.

Thanks for the birthday greetings! They are always welcome.

Postcards arrived today! They are labeled 2/5, 3/5, 4/5 which is good news in that I can read the middle of the message all at once. Much better than if 1/5, 3/5 and 5/5 arrived.

On this postcard (2/5) Sara realizes that she has missed my birthday entirely. She is very sorry. Her explanation makes sense to me, and I’m okay with her missing the day. She’s kind of busy.

On this postcard, good birthday wishes continue and she’s distracted enough to not comment on the bird on the front, which would have normally been a point of discussion.

And on this card—which I’m just now realized I photographed upside down, sorry Nanci Yermakoff—she continues to narrate her upset about the lack of birthday remembrance.  No worries, Sara, I knew birthday wishes would be coming soon.

I look forward to seeing what future mail deliveries bring and thanks for the birthday wishes!

SKS does not like birds, or flying things in general. One of my top-five moments of uncontrollable laughter happened decades ago when she was telling me a story of defeating a moth, armed only with a canister vacuum cleaner and some cat food.

So this postcard was right up her ally. 

As you can see.

She’s also stepped up her game in the addressing of the mailed items lately. I wonder if the postal delivery people notice.

Postscript: we seem to be in an era of very dark photos. I wonder if my camera settings somehow got changed?

And on the fourth day, I receive the second postcard. Hooray, I can read the whole message in order.

In this, I hear about some bumps in the start to her semester.

Today’s postcard is labeled 3 of 4. It’s been three days with a single postcard delivered, when I know they were all posted at the same time. Is my mail person playing a trick on me?

On this postcard Sara talks of something, but most of the information is on postcard #2 which I have not received. But she says I should check out #CITroublemakers to see more.

And I have! From that hashtag, I can see that Sara hosted a panel with Carla Shalaby about her book Troublemakers: Lessons in Freedom from Young Children at School.  Thanks, Twitter.

While yesterday Megan Bell’s postcard arrived, today Eleanor McGough’s did. This postcard is labeled 1 of 4 and establishes that the postcards came from a recent open house/first weekend at a local gallery work station. 

Ms. McGough’s postcard establishes that she has a website, but is still hanging on to that @aol.com email.  Let it go, Ms. McGough. Let it go.

This postcard arrived and was labeled 4 of 4. Not the best place to start, but interesting. Four postcards went into a mailbox in Minneapolis on the same day and they didn’t all make it to my address together.

On this postcard Sara outlines her fall schedule. As usual, it sounds too busy.

The card informs me that the Ee-Chiya was Spocks’s pet while on the planet Vulcan. Sara informs me that it (the card, not the Ee-Chiya) hung out in her bag all week. She didn’t expect her back to school week to be so busy.