what's better than coming home to find a package with your name on it sitting on your front porch step - because it's too large to fit in the mail box?
my answer::
wearing sweat pants. throwing your hair up. sitting. and eating mom's homemade sugar cookies which filled the contents of the package.
beautiful. my day was just made. thanks mom.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
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Haha. I was like...wait...nothing can be better. But then... lo and behold...yum. Nice.
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