I feel like I am the last person on the face of the Earth to receive mail. We live on a rural route and my mail comes so late I wonder if the mailman brings home my magazines, lets his wife read them and then decides to deliver to my mailbox once she is finished. I have called Real Simple so may times for undelivered issues that I believe they think I am a retailer of there mag. Well, guess I won't get any knitting done tonight; the first few pages I glanced at between talking on my cellphone, applying lipgloss, eating an apple, all while driving from the mailbox... well, they look inspiring. note: Ebay Gods are being generous, I still have the winning bid on my ball winder, 50 minutes to go!