When we were in the city last week throwing down for our anniversary, we stopped by the office to see if we had any mail. Oh my lord. Count ém -one two three four -packages!!! One from my mom and dad, one from dear dear Cat who runs an orphanage in Columbia, and two (his and hers) from Anthony and Michelle in Omaha. It was Christmas morning when we got home and tore into them.
What can we say but thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. We feel loved. And we ate beef jerky for lunch all week, which, goes without saying, is the good life.
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