Gifts and Pressies
Flist, as a whole, I adore you. You amuse me and you're chatty when I'm quiet and in need of entertaining, and you're friendly and just pretty fantastic all the way around.
A couple of you have gone above and beyond the last couple weeks. I've been a bit quiet because of time, time, time spent away from computer and LJ and I haven't given my flisters the love they deserve, but that hasn't stopped the love from flowing in.
Last week, nonotthatone sent me a V-gift (Balloons!) and it made my day. Thank you, hon. I didn't say it at the time, but I did appreciate it a lot. Today's balloons are from twinsarein who also SENT ME COOKIES.
I like cookies. Om nom nom, right? But she sent me fresh Snickerdoodles (which I did not get around to making myself this year) and guys, even after spending the weekend in the mail, they're still SOFT and CHEWY and PERFECT, just the way a Snickerdoodle should be. I'm very, very picky, mind. It's a rare Snickerdoodle that compares favorably with my own/memory, but OM NOM NOM.
For a woman who keeps no secrets from her wife, I almost did not share the cookies. *hangs head guiltily* And I probably wouldn't have if she hadn't come home sick today. I saved them from the mailbox last evening and kept them to myself for nearly twenty hours.
A couple of you have gone above and beyond the last couple weeks. I've been a bit quiet because of time, time, time spent away from computer and LJ and I haven't given my flisters the love they deserve, but that hasn't stopped the love from flowing in.
Last week, nonotthatone sent me a V-gift (Balloons!) and it made my day. Thank you, hon. I didn't say it at the time, but I did appreciate it a lot. Today's balloons are from twinsarein who also SENT ME COOKIES.
I like cookies. Om nom nom, right? But she sent me fresh Snickerdoodles (which I did not get around to making myself this year) and guys, even after spending the weekend in the mail, they're still SOFT and CHEWY and PERFECT, just the way a Snickerdoodle should be. I'm very, very picky, mind. It's a rare Snickerdoodle that compares favorably with my own/memory, but OM NOM NOM.
For a woman who keeps no secrets from her wife, I almost did not share the cookies. *hangs head guiltily* And I probably wouldn't have if she hadn't come home sick today. I saved them from the mailbox last evening and kept them to myself for nearly twenty hours.