Talk About a "Care" Package

See that right there? That's the many ways that Ali rocks. I let the mosaic put itself together so forgive me for the rather order they're in. Tuesday evening when I got home from work, my first day having left Ripple all by himself (and having to turn around and leave immediately) this is what I come home to on my doorstep. A box full of love sent via Priority Mail. Inside it was a giant hug from a wonderful woman. Now, the hug took the shape of Godiva Chocolate, a Sheep Tape Measure, Mountain Colors Bearfoot Sock Yarn, A Giant Olive Oil Bath Soap, notecards and decorations, a Stitch 'n Bitch Knitting Journal and the most hilarious magnet. (It says "Ever notice how 'what the hell' is always the right decision?" and - get this - a Turtle Maraca. No, not made out of a turtle shell that's just plain gross. A maraca with a drawing of a turtle on the top. How cool is that? As you see in the bottom righthand pic, I tested the lickability of the bar of soap - so far, no dice. Ripple currently favors the licorice soap that Westozcaat sent this past summer. And the remnants of the last of the cashmere facial soap by Rosi G. He's such a soap gourmand. Sheesh. This wasn't the only thing I came home to, but the other package will have to wait a short while for it's reveal. Suffice to say, Knitting Mamma is a helluva woman as well. And Somerset (Lady Lung Doc) - that was a hilarious postcard and it got to me on the perfect day. I do have some wonderful knitty friends out there. I have had a truly blessed year in that regard. Thank you all for being here for me. And for Ripple. Yes. That's Morris' Kitty Pi. Ripple never went near it before. Now he sleeps in it all the time.