A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked

Once upon a time, I was angry.

Once upon a time, I was overwhelmed.

Awww, who are we kidding? I'm still angry about those things. And overwhelmed and stressed? Ha. Add a kid in the hospital with pneumonia (J-bear), more teen trauma (Roo vs. homecoming), joblessness (Z-man, still), that MORTGAGE payment (don't ask) ... and yeah, I'm still stressed.

So imagine my complete amazement, surprise and delight when THIS was delivered to my door:

Yes, it's a package with a birdie on the front. A BIG package with a birdie on the front. A big CARE package with a birdie on the front. A big care package from someone who cared.

A big care package from Krissa from Halfasstic.com.

Oh, Krissa, you have no idea what you did for me.

You put together a package of things that speak to me -- snacks, candles, scented soap, Burt's Bees, herbs to grow myself, cheese (CHEESE, people!), chocolate ...

... And something that made me laugh. Thank you, my friend Krissa. In the midst of your own problems, you took time out to feed my belly, my soul ... and my ego.

Yup. I'm a legend in my own mind!

Thank you again, my friend. Your evil plan succeeded better than you can ever know!

xoxox