I never feel I'm truly home until I've got all my bags out of the car and unpacked... at least, things out of the bags.
In this case, the sorting repository was the dining room table.
I had a LOT of post-Europe mail to open.
(Ethan helped me wield my dagger-shaped letter openers with glee, collecting all the plastic fake credit cards from the many unwanted offers I recieved.)
(Ethan helped me wield my dagger-shaped letter openers with glee, collecting all the plastic fake credit cards from the many unwanted offers I recieved.)
Here's my post-Europe Chocolate Lineup!!
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I hope that chocolate contains plenty of trochenmilcherzeugness...
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