Guys! I got my first batch of real mail this week! It was stupendously amazing and I happy-danced all day long, for seriously. (If you want to send me mail, you can, too!)
First bit of mail came from Stephanie A. And, guys, it had kitties and Washi tape on it.
And inside was a super sweet Valentine!
I feel a little bit bad for mocking Valentine’s Day now, because this gave me all the good feels. Thank you, Stephanie A.!
The next treat came from Anne N. Guys. She even wrapped it.
And the only thing better than getting a wrapped present in the mail randomly is opening it to find out that it is THIS!
That’s right. Penis cookie cutters. Nevermore will I have to lament my lack of penis cookie cutters. Thank you, Anne N.!
Seriously, you ladies totally made my week.
And then you guys made my week again with your hilarious comments…
I told you my pink hug cookies sort of turned out more like almost-pinkish peanut butter flaccid hugs, and you guys ran with it.
pins&needles • It’s okay; sometimes it’s nice to have a hug without an erection being involved.
Too true.
Annnnd, then I wrote about trying to be more of a caregiver and everyone assumed I was pregnant. Sorry guys. I’m not. (Jeez, I tested a cocktail like two days ago.) I was actually talking about charitable giving, not bebbehs.
CurlyBlu • Dude – congrats on NOT being pregnant! I was worried that was going to be your announcement. And then I would be worried that all the pins you tested would be cutesy ways to display pics of naked baby ass. Also, you can’t drink when you’re pregnant and your drunk-blogs (or blogging about your drunken escapades) are hilarious! Cheers!
I’m glad you’re not heartbroken.
And aside from sparking a debate about bacon, my Valentine’s Day post inspired some poetry:
Kelly724 • Roses are red, violets are blue, I fucked up a pin just for you. Happy Valentine’s Day.
Brilliant.
















