a toast of thanks

Plus, on this day The Fan and I decided to hang one quick roll of wallpaper on Loopy's bedroom wall... it only took an hour to add some teenybopper pizazz to her room:

Do you agree that nothing says "teenager" like cheetah print mixed with pink walls?

And of course all the while I am hanging wallpaper and obsessing over the shape of my face I am planning on:

... about just wallpaper and the state of my cheeks. That seemed to be foremost on my mind today. Until:

Well now, this is a mystery. Upon opening the front door I found a gift bag containing the lovely Martha Stewart Cooking School book. Alas, there was nary a card nor an inscription.

Perhaps it was left by mistake, said The Fan. Someone borrowed it from your neighbour and returned it to the wrong house.

Oh, no. But then I couldn't keep it.

Who could have done this? Have I been the recipient of a random act of kindness? Surely, this is a generous, lovely and random act. It deserves a proper thank you.

Don't you agree, Dear Reader?

Well as much as he looks like Andy Samburg, I just wanted to include this picture in my post. There is no way it was Buddy Budderson. He just really sometimes looks like Andy Samburg.

And so, to you, whoever you are, dear friend and random kindness distributor, thank you from the bottom of my heart and the tip of my slightly enlarged nose.