First off, can someone please remind me to stop by the store so I wont have to continue using my license as an ice scraper? Thanks. My icy fingers will love you for life. Uh. That sounds weird. I'm sorry.
Today I bundled up and delivered a letter to the post office.
An hour later I re-bundled because I forgot to put a return address.
Long story short, it took some mail sorting, identification checking, re-opening and sealing, and sweet smiling before I was free to write my name and address.
On a complete separate note, how many of you thought these were the most prime birthday gift ever at age 4? I cannot even begin to tell you the stories that are associated with these earrings. I'm almost positive they stuck to everything except my ears - the dog's ears, the cat's tail, the carton of milk in the fridge, the bottom of the washing machine, the toilet handle, the radio, car windows - the list is endless.
I want to hear your stories! Were you a fan of this fad or not?
P.S. I loved your comments on the last post, so fun!