J bought his friend’s son a set of fins for his surfboard. They live in North Carolina and he’s been looking for something to mail the fins in for several days. He finally stumbled across a tiny box that was used to ship the yummy Fat Witch brownies that I received from Aileen several weeks ago. J’s very particular about following all the postal service rules for mailing boxes. He peels off old stickers, marks out bar codes and covers old writing. He did the same with the tiny brownie box.

Much to my amusement, this what I found on our kitchen counter this morning:

Needless to say, this made me smile 🙂 Can you tell that it used to say “FOOD”?