Our landlady called last night to say she and her husband were bringing over a new stove for the house tonight. After we were done dinner my husband went down to the basement to get cardboard to put under the old stove so that it would not scratch up the floor when they moved it.
"Huh," he exclaimed. "How come all our boxes are Amazon?"
"They're not all from Amazon," I replied. "some are from Scholastic!"