Last week, I got to spend the night at my parents’ house on the way to a retreat in Georgia. As I packed my car up and headed out, a wrapped bag awaited me on the table by the front door.
My Easter gift.
I love that my mom still gets us little treats on Easter. No, it wasn’t a basket full of Cadbury creme eggs, though if I was on death row, I’d be pounding those things.
This year, I got a new book and a worship CD. Less than $20 and I am STOKED about both.
Looking to ship a little gifty-poo to your college gal or want to give the bunny some tips for the Easter basket for Sunday morning?
[To be cost effective, I just did two products in each basket, but obviously feel free to mix and match. I'm not the boss of you or your Eater baskets.] [And if you go ahead and order today, I think everything should be to you easily before next weekend!]
Basket #1 : for your growing girl
Basket #2 : for your sweet encourager
Basket #3 : for your college gal
Basket #4 : for your fashionista
Basket #5 : for your girl of grace
And of course, toss in some candy, such as, might I recommend, a Cadbury Creme egg or six. Hope this little list helps you get all your eggs in order before next Sunday!
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Have recommendations for teen girl Easter gifts? Share!!
Five hour flight from Honolulu to San Francisco.
Two hour layover in San Fran. Minus the Tanner family. [Full House joke!]
Five hour flight from San Francisco to Atlanta.
One hour drive to Marietta.
One hour with the family at home.
Three and a half hour drive to Nashville.
That’s a serious amount of travel. When I got home to Nash, I looked like I got hit by the ugly stick, straight across the face. I think I scared my roommate. She looked panicked. Because of my face.
Bless her heart.
I unpacked immediately [very un-Annie; totally channeling my inner-Marisa] and then sat down to see this.
A real copy of my book. My first real in-my-hands copy!
Weird. Weird. Weird.
And you can have one on Tuesday, DECEMBER 7, 2010! Woot woot!
And listen. I’ve under-discussed the Georgia Bulldogs this year. I just can’t. It’s hard for my soul. But this book sits on our table because in good years or in bad years or in completely average years, it’s still great to be a Georgia Bulldog. [Especially after a 1 point win over Georgia Tech-- it feels so good.]
And don’t even get me started on the chances that the Dawgs might play a bowl game here in Nashville. It makes me happy.
Also. It’s an exciting day at Mocha Club- our fashionABLE scarves are 25% off. You should get one. Really.
Also. I’m love that I’m getting to write over at (in)courage today. About leftovers. Because I didn’t get any. Boo. I have almost zero complaints about Hawaii, but I am sad that I had not-a-one turkey sandwich.
So tell me about your Thanksgiving! How was it?