Sitting on the dining room table when I arrived home from work last night was a puffy yellow envelope. Stamped on the front was a red Postage Due, next to it a handwritten .34¢. Isn't the point unnecessary in this instance? Or it should be a $ sign instead of a ¢ sign. JQ told me the mailman was holding it hostage on our front porch until we forked over the money, but I think JQ made that up just to get a quarter for the vending machine at the grocery store.
The package was from Vegas Princess. I knew it was coming but I only knew the identity of one of the items inside—the Twilight soundtrack. That was far from the only goodie inside the envelope. There was also a card with a love note inside. The sentiment on the outside is perfect for a friendship made through blogging, don't you think?
Then I pulled out a Ghiradelli Peppermint Bark bar and a pretty snowflake ornament. The shiny metal and the little red stones, coupled with the fact that VP sent it, remind me of a particular breed of vampires. Yes, I'm a dork.
But so is Vegas Princess because I can guarantee she was laughing when she found the next item she sent. Not only was she laughing, but I'd wager that she instinctively thought of me. Personally, I was hysterical. Behold:
Do you see? Do you see what she did there. She sent me a Pixie. Me—*pixie*. And…it's adorned in holly. Holly! I think I'll have to keep the wrapper.
I saved the rolled up black piece of cloth for last. It looked like the pièce de résistance, and I know how to build up the climax. I was right. It was a shirt for G-tot and it kicks ass.
Photo bonus: the look on his face and the illusion that he is balancing little blocks of wood on his head.
Needless to say—many thanks to Vegas Princess, we love it!