Go ahead and sing through My Favorite Things.
That's pretty much my list of favorite things. Except I'm fairly certain I've never had Schnitzel with noodles. But I like noodles, so I'm sure it wouldn't be a problem.
On Friday I received a package. From someone I didn't expect.
|I was actually talking to my mom when the package arrived.|
|I cropped this photo in preservation of my no-make-up-just-home-from-the-gym self.|
He not only sent the gift, but wrote the nicest note too....
Honestly, the sweatshirt is nice (really nice!), but those words - some endearing, most meant for laughs - mean the world to me.
I've been wanting to write this post for some time...the one that talks about the two men in my life who happen to be my "little" brothers...but they aren't sappy people who like flowery words.
|Fil, Kellie, Daniel|
(photo by Silver E Photography)
I guess you could say they are two of my favorite things.
So, Fil, thank you for the sweatshirt and the kind words... When I get back home I will give you a proper thank-you punch in the arm with my sharp knuckles.