This weekend I got the loveliest surprise in the mail.
Picture this: a stroll to bring in the post on a bright Sunday morning. It was post that had not been picked up yesterday (if there's anything Harry Potter taught me, it's that there's no post on Sunday). Imagine my surprise when I saw a handwritten letter addressed to none other but yours truly. It was from Mama O, the amazing, the illustrious, the hilarious Mama O.
Want to see what she sent me?
This super cute note:
Plus this money (real life money, people. Not even of the monopoly variety).
I'm making it big in this world now :)
What a lovely start to my crazy week. Thank you so much Mama O!
P.S. With this newly kindled flame for handwritten letters, I am having lots of ideas for cute stationary and letter giveaways.... thoughts?
P.P.S. I don't know why I'm calling it post. I live in America, where they call it mail. Maybe some sort of latent desire to be British? Another Harry Potter influence? The fact that it's 5:45am?
