I was wishing the other day that there was some way I could avoid shopping this week. Buying the kinds of food I’m going to be wanting this week makes me feel a smidge guilty. Plus, it costs money which is no good to spend. I was imagining a case of ramen noodles dropping into my lap magically.
And then, this afternoon, something better happened. There was a huge box with my name on it in the mail room and it had all kinds of good things in it. I had to fish around in an ocean of pink packing peanuts to get it all outa thur.
The final tally:
- 3 ziplock containers of cookies
- 3 Dr. Peppers
- a box of crackers
- cheez whiz
- peppermint lip balm
- $20
- 3 packs of fruit snacks
- 2 microwaveable soup bowls
- post-it notes
- 2 of those mini breadsticks and cheese snacks
- 2 small jellos
- 2 small applesauces
- holiday paper plates and napkins
- $10 Subway card
Proof that my mom isn’t awfully mad that I’m getting married/there’s still hope for the world.
*happy half-birthday*


Yeah, but you won’t get these kind of things after you’re married and fending for yourself. Think about THAT. Just kidding. I’m glad you’re well-stocked in junk food. Let me know if you want to hit up a salad bar because I am so sick of dining hall food and I just want to get rid of my meallllls…
By: Tina Casagrand on December 14, 2009
at 11:20 pm