Lush is so screwed up. The package I sent to my mom and SIL for mother's day? It's in Massachusetts right now. I ordered it yesterday.
The package I ordered for Tim last Wednesday? Just landed in California. Lush is in Vancouver, which is up the coast.
Huh.
Oh! Secretary's Day started out well!
I lent a coworker my David Sedaris Me Talk Pretty One Day.
He just returned it with apologies for "scribbling" on the title page.
I opened it and it's signed to me by Sedaris! He did a signing at UCLA.
On an unrelated topic, would it be terribly uncouth of me to tear apart this oven-fried chicken I'm eating for lunch with my hands? The drumstick was easy enough to eat, but I'm having trouble coming up with a polite way to dismantle the breast. Hmmm.....
Fried chicken and pizza are finger food if you want them to be.
At home or on a picnic, yes. But at my desk, for some reason I'm hesitant.
I am the proud new owner of an old pink rotary dial phone. YAY!
No, Jessica, that's how you eat chicken. Just lay in a supply of napkins before you start.
He just returned it with apologies for "scribbling" on the title page.
I opened it and it's signed to me by Sedaris! He did a signing at UCLA.
That's so cute! How did he sign it? He signed a book for me, "Every day is something to cry about." which? true.
And to my friend -- "Rebecca! It's so nice to finally meet you!" (They'd never corresponded or anything. She was just one of the 200 or so people there to see him read.)