To my secret June pal: You live via the interstate 658 miles east of me. You have two of something that I only have one of. We share one favorite color (kinda). Now for the bad news, I will mail you your package on the 15th. The reason for the wait is I ordered something for you and want to give it time to get here, and I am thinking that the wait will be well worth it, and that gives me time to make you a little something and another something something.