Yesterday I arrived home to find an enormous box (okay, I never get stuff, so it looked enormous to me), with a return sender of Ennis, and immediately I knew. After years and years of living at home and my mother hiding away my birthday presents, I was going to open this box from my sister a week before my birthday just because I CAN.
Inside I found lots of little prezzies (the best kind of gift):
1 x awesome French retro poster bag
1 x pack of mysterious looking German choccies (not to be shared)
1 x packet of Haribo strawberry sweeties
1 x drawing by my nephew, entitled ‘Lots of Colours, No Discernible Object’
1 x photo frame of said nephew, with text ‘my aunt is the coolest’
and a couple of photos of Charlene, Frederick, Hugo and the massive amount of toys he has (as pointed out by Ian).
I have looked at it all, once again before going to sleep, and am going to go home to put it back in the box to open up all over again on the 19th. I’m so excited that the first photo frame I’ll put up in my room when I move will have a picture of Hugo and his naughty naughty smile.
Cha and Fred, thank you thank you thank you. You turned ‘the day that I didn’t get the job’ into ‘the day I got that great box of presents’.
And so sorry for not texting you yesterday, but happy 2nd wedding anniversary, you crazy kids. Much love to your little family.
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