We Were Doorbell Ditched Last Night.

Cookies, nope. Candy, nope. Bag of flaming manure, nope. Someone dropped off a brand new, in-the-box, over-the-stove, stainless steel MICROWAVE! We've been living without one for months and months. Scott installed it tonight. And we can barely imagine who could have given such an expensive, thoughtful, out-of-the-blue gift.

The box had an envelope with our name on it (misspelled and in youthful, feminine handwriting) with a note: "We love you. Heard you needed one of these."

Thank you, mystery giver! How will we ever repay you?