Thread: This is why I hate shipping...

When I was in college in the early 80's, mail consistently took 4 weeks to get from Minnesota to Massachusetts. That meant that "care packages," containing primarily cookies and other goodies from my mother and grandmother, were a bit past their prime by the time they got to me. Apparently, for some reason, mail coming east was being delayed in Chicago.

After a couple of years of over-indulging on the stale contents of the care packages, I asked both of them to stop sending the goodies. I made it clear that, though I appreciated the sentiments, I had of habit of bingeing on the contents when they did show up. They honored my request until the following Valentine's day, when my Grandmother told me that she sent me just "one cookie." Eventually, when the box showed up, there was in fact just a single heart shaped chocolate chip cookie inside.

It was at least 2 inches thick and about 18 inches across!