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impyGot a giant box of awesome yesterday. If my face didn't feel like it was about to cave in due to sleep deprivation (again!) and allergies, there'd be pictures. Until then, I'll let the gifs speak for me, ok?
I was obsessively tracking for the day when I noticed that the PO seemed to believe it had delivered my box. So... I immediately go check!
The mail hasn't even come yet. There is no box and it's well past my bedtime.
I extend my visit with Ozma who has learned the fine art of "grab hand, bring to mouth, bite, then look so cute the people can't help but awww." Then Mums calls my name in a voice that can mean one thing and one thing only.
"There's a box for you on the porch."
I skip downstairs and retrieve it, all the while this may have been going on:
(I may have also been laughing like Candace on Phineas and Ferb. You can't prove it though!)
I open the box.
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zallia!
Thank you!
And this one never gets enough play but it sums it alllllllllll up.
:D
I was obsessively tracking for the day when I noticed that the PO seemed to believe it had delivered my box. So... I immediately go check!
The mail hasn't even come yet. There is no box and it's well past my bedtime.
I extend my visit with Ozma who has learned the fine art of "grab hand, bring to mouth, bite, then look so cute the people can't help but awww." Then Mums calls my name in a voice that can mean one thing and one thing only.
"There's a box for you on the porch."
I skip downstairs and retrieve it, all the while this may have been going on:
(I may have also been laughing like Candace on Phineas and Ferb. You can't prove it though!)
I open the box.
zallia!Thank you!
And this one never gets enough play but it sums it alllllllllll up.
:D
