So the funniest thing about yesterday’s post wasn’t necessarily the scary, little brown box I received from Liz Seckman, it was the oft-commented question about 7-Eleven and are they still around!
While I remain the most dreadful return commenter, I am also your faithful research hound, so here’s some 7-Eleven history… and a store locator!!!
It sat on our kitchen table and No. 1 Son even asked what was inside, to which I replied with the enigmatic grownup standby answer of:
Later, once the kids were safely tucked away, I grabbed my trusty safety scissors, slit the tape and slowly peeled back the lid.
Inside was a very nice card (thanks J) and a Ziploc bag with three small, nay tiny, dogs inside.
|I'm Harold, I'm Butch & I'm Sid. Together, We're the Non-Scary Pups!|
I seriously had to laugh when I read the note from Liz saying the dogs were for the boys so I “wouldn’t have to tell them there was a creepy voodoo doll inside the box.”
I removed the main package and tucked inside a wad of brown packing paper, I suddenly saw black eyes glaring at me from within the depths of some plastic bubble wrap.
|Mmmhhh... Let Me Outta Here..|
Yikes, I would have said, if this was an episode of Scoobie Doo, but no, I did a manly jump back and looked around to make sure no one seen me acting like a big gurl’s blouse.
I slowly unwrapped my gift and well, I’ll just let the pictures to the talking!
|Say Hello To My Little Friend :)|
|SIGGY Would Be Proud :)|
|Who Needs the Oscars With a Selfie Like This:)|
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PS: Thank you so much, Liz. I would so bow down in appreciation, but I would hate to blind you from the cranium-related sheen :)
And finally... YO, Mini-Alex... hey homie, you better watch out... there's a new princess in town :)