While I was at work today, I received an instant message from my wife saying that a package had arrived for me. When she told me who it was from, I knew that it was time for the old "online photo gallery" treatment.
Hrm...never heard of "The Popcorn Factory"...
Thanks for the good vibes...I've been feeling significantly more relaxed since I found something to tide me over.
How can you tell you live in a Web 2.0 world? Everything is packaged in spam.
A handtied bow that my wife wouldn't let me untie. I had to slide it off. (After twelve years of marriage, you'd think she'd let me unwrap my own present my own way...but nooooo....)
Cookies and English toffee. For me, this is comfort food. My grandmother used to buy packages similar to this all the time, so I grew up with this.