Hmmm, what's this? I order my prescriptions by mail, but they don't come in a box like this. Never mind, I sign anyway, and the UPS guy goes on his way. Hmmm again. No return address on the box. Well, excuse me guys, again. I gotta open this box and see what's there.

Oh, a lot of packing peanuts. So I dig down and pull up a jar. A Mason jar. Labelled PEACH 2003. Huh? Fished around for a card, or a note or something to identify the sender, and I come up with another Mason jar, this one labelled STRAWBERRY 2003.

Now, who is sending me jam--that's what it is, when I pry off the sealed lid. So I'm going back to my IM buddies and tell them what's in the package and trying to figure out how I could find out who sent the wonderful jam. One of my buddies who is a great deal smarter than I am about searches gave me the url for UPS search. I could hardly wait until we stopped gabbing so I could go look.

So I typed in the tracking number. Nothing. I look a little closer and see that what I thought was an "I" is actually a "1". So I make the correction. Voila! comes the tracking. OK, who's in Richmond, CA I know. Nobody. Oh, wait, now I understand what I'm looking at. It originated in Eureka, through Richmond, to Sacramento.

Mystery solved. I have a friend (recently married to a lovely lady) who lives in Eureka, and the last time we saw each other we had talked about canning, and peaches and strawberries, and the like.

Thank you, Bobbi, for the hint, and thank you Dale and Marleen for the utterly scrumptious, delicious peach and strawberry jams!

So now the next question is: which jam do I put on my toast tomorrow morning? Ah, two pieces of toast; one with strawberry and one with peach. Problem solved.

I love surprises!!

Shalom, y'all