Just had to share what came in the mail today. Just over a week ago I was browsing my reader and came across this awesome wreath at Lucky Star Lane. Erin happened to mention if you knew what book she was using for the pages, you’d get a prize. Well, being an English major, I just happened to know the book (although I had to double check which one of the two I thought it was from).
I thought the prize would be confirmation that I’m a little bit of a loser, knowing the obscure book and all. But no, my prize was this:










I love presents. I love giving them, wrapping them up, waiting with anticipation to see if the recipient loves it as much as I hope they will. Of course, I also love being the receiver. Piles of beautifully wrapped presents make me giddy. On Christmas, my sister said I’m the only person she knows who hasn’t changed since we were kids… that I act like a kid on Christmas. I took that as a compliment.




