Um, Indian food. So delicious, but my stomach is on fire. It burns and I feel like there's a chimney in my stomach aligned with red peppers and acid. I knew while eating I was going to regret it later on.
I am regretting it now, because it is later on.
These birthday socks are great, however, because they arrived each month in a gray baggie and when you open it up, there's a gift-wrapped bundle of socks. The excitement of what's too appear is totally awesome and I was stoked to get this final pair.
I've said for some time that someone needed to go into business to get funkier pairs of socks for men, and I am so glad someone is cashing in on this idea. It is totally brilliant and I'm 100% happy about my sister's present.
If Mike didn't spoil the sender in February, I would have found out today because there was a note in there that said, these socks were given to you by Cynde Isgar! That was a bonus, too.
So much love...so much love.