Whoops. I just had a total muffin-structural failure. (Picked up muffins yesterday at work: we get $8 worth of food per shift, and I didn't want dinner, so I just bought a bunch of food to eat at home later, including muffins for today's breakfast. Mine's Chocolate Chunk, and it just pretty much exploded into bite-size pieces. How convenient! As an aside, all this running around and eating means that I have neither gained nor lost any weight now that I no longer lie in bed writing 18 hours a day.)
Anyhow.
Doorbell rang whilst I was composing the brilliance that is the post just previous to this one (creeeepy!) and it was the postman, with two packages for us!
One was for me, from my family, and was a photo Katy had sent, framed, of the four sisters at her wedding. (A formal one, that the professional photographer took.)
The other was for Dave, from Amazon: it was a birthday present to him from his cousin Anita. He opened it, and it was-- the DVD of Scotland, PA!
Sweetness.
Anyhow.
Doorbell rang whilst I was composing the brilliance that is the post just previous to this one (creeeepy!) and it was the postman, with two packages for us!
One was for me, from my family, and was a photo Katy had sent, framed, of the four sisters at her wedding. (A formal one, that the professional photographer took.)
The other was for Dave, from Amazon: it was a birthday present to him from his cousin Anita. He opened it, and it was-- the DVD of Scotland, PA!
Sweetness.