I returned to my patient's home today after a very ugly and tiring week. I was bummed. Lower than a snake's naval. Depressed, dejected, and heart-sick. Oh, and, by the way, it was not a good week.

But, hallelujah Hannah! I had a box of goodies from my Secret Pal--a guaranteed perker upper.

She sent a box with all identifying numbers and whatnot cleverly crossed through with black marker.

She is obviously a busy person who sends out a lot of goodies and RAK's (random acts of kindnesses) as she wrote my name on the inside flap of the box--very organized which tells me a lot about who my pal isn't.

It's innards were in a TAPS: Teachers and Parents Store bag. A clue? (Remember, all help gladly accepted.)

In the bag were TWO boxes of my all-time-favorite-can't-get-it-here security food, Coco Wheats. (I'm dripping, er, eating some now between bursts of typing. Trés yum.)

A Green & Black's chocolate bar. Also trés yum and can't get them here.

Some very nice Clover Soft Jumbo stitchmarkers--altogether now..."Also can't get them here." (I know I've said it before, but all of you who have access to a local Yarn Junkie Store are very luck. I so hope you're not taking it for granted. Yours truly, Mom.)

A skein of Lion Wool Prints, same colorway as the first she sent, and a skein of Patons Classic Wool in a color that will contrast nicely with the Prints.

A nifty Mini Sharpie...

...and a beautiful card, which is a clue--says so on the back. I am, however, clueless.

The Delete Monster at the Knitty Coffeeshop (<---- that's a trademark, by the way.) has made it very difficult for me to track down my pal. My usual tactic, which is to read all the blogs of everyone participating and search previous posts, has been altered due to my lack time compounded by the aforementioned Delete Monster, who is really doing A Good Thing by saving are server some gigabibbles (just barely possible that's not the correct term) thus allowing us a more trouble-free forum.

Just in case you can't tell, the CoCo Wheats, a hot cereal from my childhood, is my favorite thing. It's so nice that Karma, The Ways of the World, Himself, God, or whatever you choose to call it/him/her, made it possible for me to have that cereal today. I needed my mom in a big way but she is in North Carolina and I am not. It may sound daft but the cereal is taking her place. It's hot with a little brown sugar and milk and is comforting me nicely.

Many thanks, most dear pal of mine, for taking the time to read my questionnairere.