02 June 2011

Why we love my Mom

Yesterday morning a gift box for me arrived in the mail at work, which turned out to be my first care package since arriving in the UK!!!  I could hardly wait to get it home & discover the goods.  Unfortunately, it was only 930 a.m. then, 3 hours before lunch, far too long to sit quietly with treasures under my nose.  Admittedly, I was tempted to plead an apartment-flood or toaster-fire or something life-threatening to excuse me from the office, but, responsible lad that I am, I composed myself & counted the tick-tocks at my desk until the lunch bell rang.

Much to my jubilation, this lot of loot was my prize! 

 Sweet, delicious chile peppers.  Om nom.

How about that?!  If any others of yous Americanos want to postally express your love & longing for those of us marooned on this isle afar, please use that goody-box as a guideline.  Thank you, mamacita!!!

P.s. not pictured is a parcel of chocolate-covered espresso beans, which have been safely stowed in a super-secret spot, away from plundering hands.

4 comments:

  1. The plundering hands being those belonging to yours truly :)

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  2. What, chocolate covered espresso beans can't be had in Great Britain? Seems odd.

    Perhaps you'd get care packages if people knew your address? I feel pretty comfortable not everyone received the streetwise designation of your new home.

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  3. Apparently jackets and media extenders do not count as care packages.

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  4. That looks like a lovely, thoughtful package! What a super surprise!

    When I get chocolate anything I always hide it...from myself....but I am so clever I always find it again.

    Enjoy enjoy.

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