Receiving mail is so great, especially if it's a package from Mumzie & Daddio.
(And I'm not just saying this so I will receive more at an increased frequency in the future....though I wouldn't complain to that either....i'm just saying.)
Side note: do I use too many ellipses? I've become increasingly aware of how annoying it may be to some people. So for what it's worth, know that I'm working on it, and that I'm sorry for any irritation it may have caused.
(And I may or may not had to just refrain from adding some more, unintentionally of course. It's a habit, what more can I say?)
As always, the Easter Bunny spoiled me like Edward pampers Vivian in Pretty Woman. And lucky for me, the post man didn't refuse service to the poor, lowly college student that I am.....you know, because Rodeo Drive refuses it to her? Not so funny and clever? Okay. It must have been a tough week; no wit to be found in here at the moment. But moving on.
What's funny is that my mom NEVER allowed me to have a sweet lunch pail like this when I could have really used one, as a major popularity-inducing device in elementary school. Instead, I had to sit at the left outskirt table in the cafeteria with the "almost-popular-but-not-quite-who-instead-have-to-focus-on-their-grades-to-make-up-for-the-fact" girls. But don't think I'm complaining! Sporting the random, plain company promotional lunch bag instead and being a scholar to make up for it, set into motion a life-long pursuit of nerdiness in all my completed years of public schooling, and ultimately got me to where I am now. (Which is where I always wanted to be.) So I guess what I'm trying to say is that Mom (oops, I mean Easter Bunny).....I was rather bitter and embarrassed of my lunch accessory back then, and (or would proper grammar be but?) I thank you a hundred times for your effort in making up for it now. Even if my chances of currently being cool these days are slim to none. Nevertheless, I'll let you know if the lunch box sparks some overdue miracles.
Oh, and new parents, be aware of the significant decision you are making when purchasing your child's lunch pail. I mean it.
P.S. If I wasn't a huge Twilight fan before, I am now.
P.P.S. The forty bucks was another nice, restituting gesture. Seriously.
P.P.P.S. I kind of forgot about the ellipses....so I'm going to have to ask for you to give me another break. I just quit biting my nails! Sheesh, give me a break. I'm taking one bad habit at a time.
That's a lot of P.S.
That's a lot of P.S.