
The hubby came home and said, "We need to talk." Is it just me, or does that phrase always make you nervous? I'm starting to feel guilty, and I don't even have a clue what he's talking about. What on earth have I done
now? (and who
narked on me?) "I keep getting these little boxes in the mail," he said, "and I'm starting to wonder if you have a problem that you need to tell me about." Whew. Is
that all? He already knew about this addiction, and sort of approved it, so I have nothing to worry about. I do want to send a big shout out to my awesome friends back in the US who are feeding my addiction. (And doing it quite nicely, by the way!) Aren't my new babies adorable? And I have an ALASKA now!
Woohoo! Thanks ladies! You made my day! (And you make the hubby very nervous. That's always a nice bonus.)
I NEED the Alaska one and I have a New Mexico mug on the way. Eric WILL NOT allow a Florida mug..lol. He'd smash it into a bazillion pieces..must be a Georgia thing...
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