My wonderful friend Margene emailed me yesterday to tell me that she sent me a package. But could I please not open it until my birthday. In fact, she wrote, “why don’t you take a picture with the newspaper everyday so I know you haven’t opened it.” What?! Don’t you trust me? I feel like one of Mary’s dogs. Zen gift getting.
There you go, M. THIRTEEN FREAKING DAYS! And damn that box is heavy. 😉 Thank you SO MUCH for thinking of me! I just love presents to open on my birthday!