Mr. Mailman came a'knockin (no, not my sexypants mailman, just your average postal carrier this time), and handed me an express mail box containing this:
My Juana Skull necklace from Wendy B!
Just the pick-me up I needed. I'm just going to tell the Mr. I found it in a cereal box. I may need y'all to back me up on this one, o.k? Thanks, you're a peach.
Just in time for Halloween!
I'm off work today, baking more pumpkin bread (some to send to a very lucky person, some to freeze), and catching up on my "magazine time":
I'm about 5 Dominoes, three Marie Claires, three or four Vanity Fairs, three Esquires, three or four Harpers, three Interviews, and for or five other miscellaneous magazines behind. This alone should be testament to how busy I've been, as usually I pounce on new magazines the minute they're slid through my mail hole. I plan on spending much of today firmly planted on the couch with kool-aid and Cheetos, flipping through mindless pages of brain crap.
Now my dear, sweet internets- I'm off to enjoy my day.
Happy Wednesday, my silver worker bees with white sapphire eyes. Happy Wednesday.