One Day at a Time

The authors of two blogs I've been reading are involved in a fun little project called "Secret Mail." Shermanilla started it with this entry. Then one of her friends, Underblog, also received some secret mail.

We have received some secret mail since we've been in the new house, but it wasn't nearly as fun as these were. More mysterious, maybe, but not as fun. We came home from work one day to find a tire on our porch. A tire. Or, should I say more appropriately, a wheel. It has all the parts. We think it was left for the home's previous owners--they hadn't planned to move, and didn't get around to telling everyone immediately. But it's still on our porch after a little over two years. UPS uses it to hide packages behind, and I've used it as a description of our house before. Now, I forget that it's even there. Oh, poor, neglected wheel.