So I'm at home laying in bed and ready to vomit because of yesterdays sushi when my dad brings in today's mail. I see two notes address to me and Grab them out of his hand, could this be? Is this real life? Has my packages finally arrived?! And the answer to all of that is YES! I have to packages waiting for me at the Post office!

Should I go and get them or should I wait until I don't feel like trying up with every step? Hmmm.... But who am I kidding, I'm way to inpatient to wait.

The postman brings out the packages and they are huge and there's two of them! By this point I'm squeaking and jumping like a five year old girl, I consider just ripping the boxes right in the middle of the Post office but I've embarrassed myself enough for one day so I quickly run home like a maniac and as soon as I'm in my room I start tearing the boxes. And inside I find the best gifts anyone could have bought me! Seriously I'm so freaking happy and so thankful to my SS who went trough all this trouble to find me these gifts, I've never in my life been happier about a gift! I've been sitting by my computer smiling like an idiot for the last 30 minutes!

Thank you thank you thank you!