So my dear mother, decides she is going to send me a care package! How lovely of her! And what does a care package for a girl like myself look like? Some of my favorite shirts and adorable dresses jam packed into a small box for me to open like a can of worms!
Now. Here's the theory I have. Because my box has taken much longer than we thought it would to get here. And apparently it is out of customs as of Monday I believe, yet no can-of-worms-like box-o-clothing for Amanda. So I believe that while it was in customs and going through I'm sure the millions of scanners they have there, someone saw all my cute dresses and was like HEY! Who's a size small? Dan! Isn't your girlfriend a size small? Bob! Don't you have two teenage daughters? Yup. My clothes were pilfered. Attacked! If you will.
No box-o-clothes for Amanda....
So I guess I'll just have to go nakie now.
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