The NEW Post Tracking System

Everyone knows when you get a package in the mail nine times out of ten there is a tracking number assigned. The reason for this is not so much for your peace of mind as a consumer (regardless of what you think) this is for the sanity of the postal workers. Can you imagine how stressful it would be for a postal worker to continually get calls from their patrons "Where is my package?" every minute of every day? The invention of "track a package" was one of the best yet.

What is the NEWLY proposed (by me) tracking system? GPS MONITORING! For a simple fee of roughly $50.00/package you too can have a GPS placed in your package so you know minute by minute where it is located.

Really the only down fall I can imagine is the sanity of the delivery postal workers. I mean can you picture the poor men driving around in their trucks with middle-aged folk running inches behind them  shouting, "I WANT MY PACKAGE NOW!!!" The innocent delivery people couldn't even take their route... they would have to just park on the block and let all the crazies flock to them... we would have to arm our postal workers. We would have to have armored trucks...

Now that I think about it, maybe my idea isn't such a good one... what do you think?

Stories about Bananas

Bananas are a curious creature. They have that sunshine-yellow skin that just makes everyone smile. There is  a reason the 1990s children television show was BANANAS in Pajamas... instead of Oranges. It is mostly because nothing rhymes with orange. 

Stories about bananas: 

Once I was having dinner with my family. It was at a restaurant I don't really love because Mom really wanted pie, so we went on a hunt for pie. Everywhere was closed so we settled on this place. We all went through the salad bar and got what was needed... there was a chocolate pudding everyone wanted to taste. As we were eating my sister in law looked up and said "YUCK it's a banana!"  my response? "A banana in the chocolate pudding?!... like a surprise banana?!" and she said "Yes!" And I said "well everyone knows the worst kind of banana... is a surprise banana!" 

SURPRISE BANANA

Yesterday as I was peeling the creamy delicious sun-skin covered fruit and I took that first bite, you know the one. The bite that is like... "Yes this banana is perfect! Thank you banana!" and then I got a call at work so I set it down. The pale body of the banana was resting on the sprawled out tentacles that are its peel. The call was complete and I grabbed my tasty friend to have another bite. To my surprise, however, he jumped from my hand and before I could catch him... landed on the pits of doom known as my office floor. :( Sad Banana. There are theories going around... why did the banana jump? Was it because he had just had it, and was done with hanging out all the time in his bright yellow suit? Was it because he knew his fate to be eaten and would rather try his hand at the dump? Or, was he just the adventurous type of banana (we all know the type).... 

What are your thoughts? 

Have a gorgeous day!

ETA: I will be baking my SIL a delicious chocolate cake with a banana right in the center... it will rock.