Holy Moly I am just beside myself again.
Just freaking ASTOUNDED at the generosity!
I got woke up by the doorbell a little bit ago, I stayed up too damned late last night after work but I knew I had taken the day off so I wasn’t concerned about getting enough sleep. The Wifely Unit has to take her Mom in for two doctors appointments in two days so she is just driving over there and spending a couple nights.
That means I needed to stay home to watch our boy.
So after my brain registered the doorbell I kinda half staggered to go answer it without my glasses but there wasn’t anyone there, someone had dropped off a package.
I ambled into the kitchen and set it down and headed straight to the coffee pot.
My EENS are always at severely low levels when I first wake up.
Caffeine and Nicotine.
Threw a cup in the Nukulizer and headed to the bathroom while it got it’s molecular structure razzle dazzled.
Came out, grabbed that and my smokes and hit the door.
First things first ya know.
Then I came in and took a closer look at this box with my peepers on so I could actually see something besides a somewhat rectangular brown fuzzy thing.
Hmm, a return address this time but some flag company in New York?
Here we go, I damn well don’t remember ordering anything from them and this box is wrapped with duct tape tighter than an Egyptian Mummy.
It took several minutes to get that unpeeled. Then there is another box inside that one.
I spied another return address on this one though.
He said that he was sending something. Actually it was his idea to surprise me in the first place and then Irish used the excuse of my birthday to shock and awe me .
His stuff just got here first.
After I got the second box open I had an immediate WOW!
Right at the very top.
Lemme tell ya, I am going to treasure this for the rest of my life and I am dead fucking serious.
I don’t know where he came up with that sticker but it is absolutely OUTSTANDING!
I set that aside and kept digging.
This is kind of hard to explain. I’m sure you will know what I am talking about but it’s not easy to describe.
If you have ever had a traumatic injury, a car wreck, a bad fall, something like that, your brain kind of goes into an altered reality. Time slows down and your vision viewpoint seems to be detached from your body.
Shock will do that to ya.
That’s pretty much what started happening here.
Shock and a shit load of different kinds of tape.
Electrical tape of various colors and clear plastic tape.
All holding shut a virtual GOLD MINE of goodies.
I ain’t kidding either.
Holy Fucking Shit… Holy Fucking Shit.. Holy Fucking Shit…. over and over and over again.
The shock started turning to outright disbelief.
Mr Leigh, ya done out did yourself sir.
Check this out.
All those little containers?
Brand new, solid carbide, End Mills.
Holy. Fucking. Shit..
With BONUS stickers, a small Fly Cutter and a FORD emblem?
After I got most of the tape off of them, set them up for the pictures, put them all back into their little tubes and then went out in the garage to fetch a couple of clear plastic parts containers with dividers to keep them separated from each other, I sat down and sent Leigh a very heartfelt Thank You Email.
For the second time this week I am in an extended state of shock but I think I managed to get my gratitude across.
He even replied and told me the catch to the whole thing is that I have to actually mount that Ford emblem on something.
I replied by asking if the Wifely Unit’s Ford Focus counted but pretty much knew that it didn’t before I sent it so since all I have are GM products and that damn Sprite, this could get interesting.
There is also another reader who got in touch with me and insisted that he be able to purchase and End Mill for me a day or two ago now to help get me started out. Time is kind of bent for me because of this weird shift I’m working. That whole go to work on a Monday and come home on a Tuesday thing fucks with you.
Mr. Bear Claw Chriss Lapp is yet another big hearted American and he wanted me to send him a part number for the end mill of my choice so he could buy it and have it shipped to me.
You guys are incredible.
I am finding words to be completely inadequate here.
I’m sure there are thousands of them that I could use but not one of them could possibly even come close to describing my feelings of gratitude, humility and awe.
Thank You, from the bottom of my heart.
I sent this to Leigh to see if I could weasel by on his wish that I mount that Ford emblem on one of my rigs.
Can’t blame me for trying.
And yeah, that didn’t fly.