As most people know, about a month ago I took a spill on the ice and did some damage to my ankle...I know, karmic retribution for thinking other people falling is the FUNNIEST thing ever. No worries, I will still continue to think it is hilarious.
Anyway, my brother sent me a Valentine's/Get well package. He told me it would arrive by Valentine's Day. Well, apparently, my mom addressed it for him and put the wrong zip code on it and it arrived about 10 days late. It was fabulous and contained like 10-15 of my favorite things. It was one of the most exciting boxes that I have ever opened. Thanks bubby.
Then, Megan called me and asked me if I had gotten a package from her. I said I hadn't and she told me that one should have arrived by Valentine's Day for me, too. Well, days went by and nothing came in the mail. We had pretty much given up on it's arrival, until YESTERDAY! I got a final notice in my mailbox that a package was going to be returned to sender if I didn't pick it up today. It finally arrived, an entire month late. Megan's package was absolutely hilarious. She drew a giant puffy foot and ankle on it. Inside was a DVD to watch while I was forced to lay around, plain Starbursts(my favorite candy), kissables(the candy), and a really funny card. The Kissables made me laugh really hard....let me tell you a little story about Megan.
Back in the day, when we lived together(ok, last year...in fact, it happened on this week of last year!) Megan had a little incident. Megan went tanning and stayed in the tanning bed too long and burnt her bum. The next day, at about 6am, I heard her yelling. I thought she was telling me that I could shower, because we both had to get up early that day. I yelled back that I had already showered and it was fine. Then I heard her say something again so I thought that she hadn't heard me. I went to walk out of my room, but Megan was sprawled out on the floor outside my door passed out. Megan frequently would get low blood sugar and get weak...thinking this is what happened I kept talking to her and ran into the kitchen and found a random package of Hersey's Kissables and ran back to her and tried to give them to her. In fact, that wasn't the problem at all. Megan was trying to check out her burnt bum in the mirror, tore a muscle in her neck and passed out from the pain. Now it is a running joke that Kissables cure everything. Sadly, Meg ended up in the ER with morphine and a neck brace...fortunately, we think it is one of the funniest stories ever.
Thanks for all the love.