Knock me over with a feather


The UPS man brought me a package today and, inside? Four boxes of Mallomars. I almost fell on the floor!
There is no name on the package and no packing slip of any kind inside. So now the mystery has begun. Who is my Cookie Fairy?
And, equally as important, can I keep from consuming an entire box in one sitting?


About msmaryb

I'm a native Californian who lives in Oklahoma. I'm a full-time student, pursuing a Bachelors in Anthropology, following which I hope to attain a Masters in Archaeology. I have three kids, one husband, no pets, and a lot of friends - most of whom live inside my computer. I love to read, write, watch tv (shut up, we can't all be brain surgeons), shop, and travel. I'm trying to set foot in all 50 states before I die. I have 38, so far. I love the Beatles and Maroon 5, and if you think those two things are incongruous, well, they are. But that's me. When I love something, I love it 100%. I don't do anything halfway. I want to know everything there is to know, so I'm trying to cram as much into my brain as I can in the short amount of time I'm allotted in this dimension.

2 responses »

  1. It’s not me, either! Because I am a lazy bitch. And also because I don’t think they sell Mallomars in California. I would look for them, but I’m afraid I would FIND them — with all that entails. Meanwhile, bon appetit!

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