Day 154- Little Blue Box

And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless
And I don't know why but with you I dance
In a storm in my best dress, fearless
"Fearless" Taylor Swift


I am spoiled today.  After dinner, Tom went into the kitchen to get us some "ice cream" and returned with something that looked a little like this.
Inside was something I may have hinted about a bit when I saw it in the Tiffany's catalog a while back.  Side note: Why is Tiffany's sending me a catalog?  I should probably cancel that because I am a sucker.  It is an apple necklace that I thought might be a lovely little celebration once I got a teaching job.  Little did I know that I'd get a job so quickly and that Tom would actually get it for me.  Surprise!  Have I mentioned how lucky I am?

Oh, and I still got the ice cream too... cookie dough... seriously lucky.

Thank you, little blue box (and Tom!), you made my day.

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