So Young Indiana decided 10:30 was a nice time to get up, after a 90 minute nap, and has thus far refused to go back to sleep. (Particularly aggravating because, well, hell, it’s November 1, I could be working on the damned NNWM novel since I’m *awake*, except I can’t be because he’ll Help.) So anyway, I figured I might as well go through the mail, open the box from gows, and see what I owed her.
’cause, see, I knew what was in the box. Chocolate chips and copies of “Take A Chance” so I’d have some of the ones I’m really low on copies of. So I already knew it was a box of awesome, and was kind of cheerfully opening it because hey, box of awesome!
Except there was one more thing in the box, and “awesome” does not even *begin* to cover it. OH MY GOD. Oh my GOD.
All y’all, however, do not get to find out what the awesomesauce of awesomeness is until I’ve gotten pictures. Your only hint is that the Rogue stripe I dyed in recently will not be surviving the next few days. (Which is a record for short-lived Rogue stripes.)
OH MY GOD.(x-posted from the essential kit)