It’s been a…rough few months. Very, very rough. And all this time, I’ve been thinking ‘it is high time for another candy exchange.’ Homechickens, I can’t even tell you how much I needed another candy exchange.
Luckily, so did other people.
I went to the post office yesterday to wedge out a week’s accumulation of mail:
Those yellow slips are one of my deepest delights, and I seethe with rage at companies that use yellow envelopes that trick me into thinking they are package slips when I open my mailbox.
A whole box of candy, just for me!
All mine, precious.
I actually cackled with glee when I finally prised open the package and I think it alarmed the neighbor.
Here it is all unpacked. I’ve been doing candy exchanges with this group long enough to more or less know who most of this stuff is from. Note the return of the Idaho Spud, smouldering ominously over there to the right.
I am particularly looking forward to getting my stomach around both of these.
Not so sure about this one…
Now, if you will excuse me, I have to go eat so much sugar that I become physically ill.