Ten o’clock postman, bring me a letter

We went home last night to get some more clothes for the baby (so she doesn’t grow out of them while we’re away) and I realized I had almost forgotten how much I love my humble little home (we’re staying here for another week and then moving back home, H’s mom is going to be out of town and we need to babysit the cat). Not to mention I had no idea I had that many pretty clothes: I’ve had a limited wardrobe for the past month so being reunited with some of my favorite items of clothing was a thrill! Our mailbox was stuffed with various crap (like ads and free magazines), magazines we actually order and a wonderful surprise: a friend of mine drew me a picture, hid a heart-shaped balloon in the envelope and sent it to me. There’s nothing better than receiving real mail, not to mention drawings and balloons. Thank you, sugar, it worked like magic – I feel a lot more special and very happy about it!

“A huge addition of vitamin D to your life – It’s impossible to feel depressed when you have a balloon!”