Monday Morning Mirth
When your Christmas starts HERE
maybe it’s time to run for cover!
Why you might ask? Well, Vicky’s Secret, IMHO,
ususally doesn’t COVER UP MUCH!
And, if the last minute shoppers I saw out at Oakbrook Mall Christmas Eve were any indication, 9 ouf of 10 procrastinating Guy Shoppers were toting a VS bag back to their cars. (This was actually my reporting assignment that afternoon – last minute shopping that is…)
Imagine my surprise when is saw this box, from, RU ready, MY MOM! It had a note on it that said it was time to stop giving me the warm and fluffy PJ’s and that it was TIME TO GROW UP! Now Halloween is supposed to be the scary Holiday, non? but I was shaking in my faux fur-lined clogs (thanks, Sis!) all the same…
Off with the Lid and what do I see?
How cool is it that my Family respects the fact that I am, indeed, an ADULT!
Meet my little friends on the kitchen counter:
From Left to Right: New Guy on the Block, Santa Monkey; sitting on Huge Old Carnival Prize Dog (I call Happy Jack!); Red-Headed Girl Rag Doll holding Depression Era Celluloid Baby in a Crocheted Dress; Small Carnival Prize Dog (really – it’s RinTinTin!)