Pumpkins, Kitties, and Sissies
These three wonderful things summed up my past few days, and I loved it.
Don't you think that receiving a care package is quite possibly the best thing ever? Seriously. It makes my day when I roll up to my mailbox and a package is waiting there for no other than me!
So, this week, my sweet cousins sent me a care package. I grabbed that baby and bolted up the stairs of my apartment, slammed open the door, ran to the kitchen to find some scissors...and couldn't freakin' find them. Buzzkill.
I figured I would just use a knife at this point. There was no time to find scissors when I had a care package to open! The anticipation was killing me. I opened the silverware drawer and all the knives were gone. They were being washed in the dishwasher. Shoot---just my luck.
So, I scurried around the apartment, looking for any sort of sharp object that would tear this tape that was carefully and tightly secured around the entire package. (Thanks Aunt Bonnie).
For fifteen long minutes, I was on a hunt for something that would do the job. After crawling under beds, making a mess of my desk, and searching my car; I went ahead and grabbed a knife out of the dishwasher.
Note to self: Buy a pair of scissors.
... or five.
In the package, there were loads of goodies.
Chocolate, fruit, tissues, ramen, a Starbucks gift card,
chapstick, and a baby pumpkin.
And, let me tell you...
that baby pumpkin was a HIT.
As you can see, the kitties loved all over that pumpkin.
While my sissy and I loved all over them.
Gotta love pumpkins, kitties, and sisterly time.