Whenever my friends or family ask me, what do I miss the most from America, I tell them – I crave some good Macaroni & Cheese. The mac & cheese here tastes terrible and if I had known you can’t get blue box here, I would have stuffed some cheese packets into my luggage.
So this morning, 8am and I'm contemplating getting out of bed. In my head, it went something like this:
“Maybe if you try opening your eyes, you’ll wake up. Okay, maybe just one eye. Nope. Oh well…”
And all of a sudden I hear someone knock at our door.
“Who the HECK is knocking on our door at 8 am?!? I hear girls getting ready in the bathrooms. Maybe one of them will get it. I don’t hear anyone heading for the door. Oh bother…”
So I drag myself out of bed, go to the door, and it turns out to be a package for me from my wonderful father. What do I find?
So this morning, 8am and I'm contemplating getting out of bed. In my head, it went something like this:
“Maybe if you try opening your eyes, you’ll wake up. Okay, maybe just one eye. Nope. Oh well…”
And all of a sudden I hear someone knock at our door.
“Who the HECK is knocking on our door at 8 am?!? I hear girls getting ready in the bathrooms. Maybe one of them will get it. I don’t hear anyone heading for the door. Oh bother…”
So I drag myself out of bed, go to the door, and it turns out to be a package for me from my wonderful father. What do I find?
I’m so spoiled.
HEY LAURA....DO YOU SEE WHAT DAD GOT ME?!? I'll have to make sure and load the DISHWASHER with all our dirty dishes so they are clean for me to cook my BLUE BOX MAC & CHEESE in! : - )
1 comment:
Wow, I guess it's been awhile since I've been on. The only way I can respond to this entry and your ATTEMPT to rub a dishwasher in my face is with something extremely mature: SO, SO SUCK A TOE, ALL THE WAY TO MEXICO!! :-)
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