It was as if everything was in slow motion when I saw my coworker walk in w/ a bag that suspiciously looked like it was holding four rectangular boxes. As we made eye contact, I looked down at the bag in his hands, looked back up at him w/ raised eyebrows as if to telepathically ask him, "for me?" and then I heard the magic words "these are for you" come out of his mouth. I raised both my hands towards them, as if I were speaking to the cookies, "Come to Mama!" My boxes of Thin Mints and Do-Si-Dos were finally *home.*
After getting home, the roomie and I put together a quick dinner of pirogis and green beans and continued our obsession w/ the Winter Olympics as we watched the shocking disappointment that occurred for Lindsay Jacobellis in snowboard cross semi's. Not a fan of her curly hair, but definitely felt her pain as luck was simply not on her side yesterday. Now she has to wait yet another four years to redeem herself from Torino...
omigosh, that reminds me...I ordered some too! (mostly Samoas.) Must go harass my co-worker now :)
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