My mom has lost some weight and got that sleeping thing to stop her apnea. Subsequently she has started cleaning out areas of her house. She phoned me up last week and asked if she could send me stuff. Like pads. She has been in menopause for close to a year, but for some reason has a plethera of pads. Sure, I said!
Well, it came today. I can't even begin to tell you how funny this is. Wait! I'll take a picture!!
Okay, it was VERY sweet of her to think to send me random fun stuff. I've never gotten a care package like this before, so it was really really neat to have the excitement of picking it up from the bus station and bringing it home. I waited until after dinner to open it, to prolong the suspense. Very very cool of mummy.
So what made me laugh so much I had to blog it? The expiry date on that there toothpaste. Anyone want some toothpaste from 1998? LOLOLOL
Mom, I love you, you need therapy for your packrat issues!
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