My best friend gets a box of pointy goodness in the mail a while back, and from it, I get a photo from her of her new knife and a comment about kittens. Much online giggling (and envy) ensues.
For you see, a couple of years ago or so, I received a box in the mail. When I had my crash pad in Indy, after I got married, but before I could get transferred to our ORD office, I received my packages at a UPS store. I traveled a lot and didn't want something I ordered sitting out on the porch for days, stating "I'm not home!"
So when the box arrived, I was puzzled, not having ordered anything. The name on the return address was Kim Breed.
Who's Kim? Only my husband and my closest gal friends had the UPS address, but I did have a birthday coming up but it seemed odd it would be mailed to me rather than given to me over lunch at the Brew Pub. Still, a very nice surprise if it was from them.
I also had a young friend in Afghanistan who had recently mentioned a little care package being sent one of these days, but his name isn't Kim and it was a little too early for his package, given his military duties and shipping times from there to here. This one HAD to be from one of my female pals.
The next day, I went and bought a thank you card for "Kim", who, based on the demographic of who the sender might be, was to receive an old fashioned, very girly card. Something like you might send your Mom. I'm pretty sure it had kittens on it, kittens or kittens and flowers and I penned a thank you to Kim for the thoughtfulness.
My military friend in Afghanistan then contacts me, about the package. It was a knife. It was a knife, custom made for me by. .
Who is a Guy.
A tall, rugged, ex-Special Forces guy.
I just sent him a card which I am pretty sure was covered with kitties or flowers and glitter and other such non-tactical crap.
A year later I'm still loving it, especially in that I can wear it around my neck, over or under a jacket while out on a jog or a bike ride, or puttering around the garage. The sheath is formed to hold the knife very snugly, but not so much that you can't pull it out without hesitation when you need to.
Being the best knife ever, when Midwest Chick saw it on a visit to the Range she wanted one as well. I have to say it fit her hand perfectly. Kim's knives are not made in huge bunches, and there is a reason for that. If you want the best, someone's not going to hand make a thousand of them. You may not have heard of him, but his work warrants finding him.
And I hear he likes kittens.