Jim has been driving to the post office all this week, he normally doesn't go at all. Well he was sick again yesterday, told me I could go and there was a package for him...small. I didn't pay any attention to where it came from, he said he was 'ordering' a tool when I noticed money out of savings into checking and then withdrawn from checking. He takes the package, goes in the bedroom and opens it, comes back out with a small box clutched in his hand trying to hide it and grabs scotch tape. He proceeds to wrap this box up with tape about a dozen times, could not sneak if you wanted ROFL. Then he gets the wrapping paper from the bed room, brings it to me and hands me the "box" and says...................could you wrap this for me? ROFLMAO.... I think I am getting jewelery or his girl friend is LOL

