Imagine my surprise when I went to check my mailbox today and found a card inside from Beverly.
At first I was a bit confused because the postmark says "California" and, to the best of my knowledge, Beverly hasn't been there recently. But it's definitely her handwriting on the envelope, so I can only assume she made a secret trip there recently, perhaps while I was sleeping or something.
The card inside was definitely something she'd pick out:
And she signed it using a special nickname I have for her, a nickname that Mark always makes fun of me for using:
PS - I'm only left to assume that Elvis is going to bake me a cake or something.
UPDATE: Laura, this was Beverly's reaction when I told her you called her a lazy-arse: