We went to Delta this weekend and saw the cutest little post office on the way. I can't believe it's a real post office! Maybe we can move there and I'll follow in Tyler's mom's footsteps and clean the post office. How hard could cleaning this one be?!
We had so much fun in Delta. Tyler wanted to go to the regional wrestling tournament and see his old wrestling coach. He was even going to look up an old mission companion. I of course looked up all the scrapbook stores and was so excited to find 3 right in Delta.
But of course our fowler luck, or should I call it unluck, kicked in and things didn't go quite as planned. His coach had moved out of town 3 or 4 years ago, his companion didn't live there anymore, and the scrapbook stores? Well 1 closed down, 1 was closed on saturdays and the other didn't have an address listed anywhere and nobody knew where it was. How can they not know where it is? The town is maybe 2 blocks long!!! But thank goodness the grocery store had a whole scrapbook aisle and Tyler found some sympathy and let me splurge!
Luckily, the pizza place was so so yummy! If Kennedy hadn't of woken up from 2:30 - 4:30 that morning, the trip would have been great. Well maybe not great, but atleast fun. wink wink
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HaHa, my coworker grew up in Delta and we always tease him because he says the locals call it "Del-da" all southern-like. I can't believe that funny, little post office!
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