Last week my husband and I came to the Post Office with a parcel waiting for us! It was addressed to the husband (and most of the contents are for him, I know) but, nonetheless, I was more excited than him. Really, it doesn’t take much for me to get excited.
Then two days after, another parcel arrived from them again – ooh-la-la! It’s amazing how my in-laws lovingly packed stuffs that my husband is missing, and some for me as well. The parcel was a mix of postcards showing my husband’s hometown, (sweet) indulgence and cooking/baking items, a video CD of family and friends taken on my dad-in-law’s recent birthday bash, and birthday (husband) and Christmas cards with messages to make you totally connected. I swear I saw my husband wiped a tear off his face! *lol*
I am such a HUGE sucker for care-packages big and small! And so I was like.. c’mon, husband, let’s see what’s in the boooooxxxx! I felt like Brad Pitt bleating this line, in the movie “Se7en”. What’s in the boooooxxxx!??!!!
Okay, so here’s some of what’s inside the box:
The star of the lot is the Trebor peppermint candies. It is my husband’s name spelled backwards. Pretty neat, huh?