Care enough to send the very best

Short entry today due to the fact that I'm sick and therefore ditching work a little early. It's been a frustrating day at work, too, lots of random, little things that irk me. I'm especially irritable due to being sick, so the lots of little things formed a pile that proved too formidable for me. Solution? Run away, of course.

Over the past few days, we've received a plethora of gifts from Chris's parents. I personally received a postcard telling me that they gave me a National Geographic membership which entitles me to a one-year subscription of the magazine, which I love. Then there's the crate of grapefruits from Harlingen, TX. Delicious, sweet, and just tart enough. It's like a burst of summer in the middle of winter. And finally, the holiday wreath that's now hanging on our front door. I love how the pine scent just floats around the front door. So very Christmas-y.

My parents were never big on care packages. During college, I never received a package unless I specifically requested something. I was always envious of the kids whose parents regularly sent packages with treats, books, and clothes. Even socks or a postcard would've been nice. I plan to inundate my kids with packages. It's just nice to know that someone was thinking about you and put in the effort to show it.