happy mail

Today, I pulled into my driveway and saw a package in my mailbox. For some reason, I just knew it was from Gen. I get packages all the time, mainly because I'm too lazy to go to an actual store, so there was no reason to expect presents from Australia.

Me being surprised (re-enactment). And my eyes really aren't this green;

I think it's the reflection off the walls. I look a little possessed here.

But it really was from Gen! It's like I had postal ESP or something. So I carefully opened the package, and there was an awesome home magazine, a "mix" CD, and a card.

Sophie and Sadie check out the goods.

I had to go to a theater meeting, so I took the CD along to listen to in the car. It was great! I love new music, and not many people make me mix CDs anymore.

Then I came home, put my feet up, and got ready to page through the magazine. Lucy jumped up on the table as I was taking photos, knocking the card over and giving the magazine a good sniff of approval.

All in all, a great day! Thanks again, Gen!