The Easter Bunny Brought Christmas Cookies

The week before Easter I received a phone call from the orphanage where I did my first photography teaching in Rwanda informing me they had a package for me. I didn't have time to pick it up until Easter Sunday, when this heavily Christian country more or less shuts down. On the package was a postmark for December 13. Inside were my long-awaited Christmas cookies, still edible, from my family back in Minnesota.

I took my cookies to the coffee shop (still only one) and put some Christmas music on itunes. I was feeling pretty pleased with myself until I told a friend what had happened and she informed me that her office had just received a package postmarked 2004.