L is for Letter. D is for Doh!

A group of ladies from my ward invited me to join their rotating preschool group. It's like Joy School, but a little more relaxed, and only once a week for 3 hrs. Since Reese is in preschool only 2 days a week, this works out perfectly for us and I am excited to have any opportunity to teach again.
This week, at Jackson's house, Reese learned about the letter L. She came home with the CUTEST artwork (made from leaves), and a letter she'd made for grandma. When I picked her up, I was on my way to the library and the post office. We talked about how L is also for Library, picked out some books, ran to the car through the rain...and headed to the post office. It was POURING outside, so rather than get soaked getting everyone out of the car again, we drove up to the little blue mailboxes. She eagerly pulled a letter out of her Barbie backpack that said, "To Grandma" on the front, climbed up into the front seat of the van, and up into my lap. We fished a stamp out of my wallet, unrolled the window, and dropped the letter into the blue mailbox, and rolled the window back up as fast as we could. We still got soaked. Later, we called grandma to tell her a letter would be coming in the mail...and that was when I realized that we were so distracted by the rain that we didn't put an address on the letter! Some postal worker just fished a stamped letter out of the mailbox that just says "To Grandma" on the front! Of course, I didn't put a return address either, so we won't be getting it back. This raises so many questions...

What does the post office do with letters like this? Do they throw them away? I can not be the first frazzled mother to have done this. Where do they all go? Are they sitting in a bin labeled "Letters From People Who Are Too Stupid To Properly Address Their Mail" that sits in the back corner of the post office next to the "Letters For Santa" and "Letters To God" bins?

Do they stuff them in the empty mailboxes of the little old ladies, that come to the post office everyday, to ease their lonliness? (Do any of you remember being forced to watch that seminary video "The Mailbox" every year at Christmastime? It's the one about the really, really, old lady who's family never calls or writes to her? What's with those movies anyway? "Cipher in the Snow" about the little kid that gets bullied on the bus..."The Gift" about the little girl that donated blood to her brother then sits around thinking she is going to die?! So depressing! If i ever get called to be a seminary teacher, I'm bringing my video camera and having my students make their own, non-depressing videos.)

This IS a geriatric community, maybe there is a "grandma" that works at the post office and she assumes all those Letters To Grandma are for her. In fact, some of you might remember this post:
http://aaronandmeg.blogspot.com/2007/11/santa-shops-at-walmart.html

Well then, perhaps "Santa" works at the Post Office too.
I'll check that out and report back with a follow up post in December. My guess is that Reese's Letter To Grandma is lost somewhere behind that great big bin where the "Express Delivery" packages (you know, the ones that you're anxiously waiting for?) are held hostage for 2 weeks.

Someone who likes to do research (Kristen -you can even put it on the Research Blog. This is a very important issue for mothers, as all children write letters to Santa and Grandma....WHERE The HECK DO THEY ALL GO?!) please find out the post office policy and help me put this mystery to rest.