The last time I thanked someone
Hilary and I drove up to KC for a wedding this weekend. As soon as we showed up, Dwight and Jean excitedly wished me happy birthday. Jean then pulled out a big bag and handed it to me. Inside was a waffle cone maker. At first, I was speechless. Hilary and I had seen this particular gadget at Macy’s last week and loved it, but we had decided against it for the sake of frugality. So, one week later, to find it waiting for me at the bottom of a gift bag was a wonderful surprise. I jumped up and down a couple time–I know; I probably get too excited about stuff like that–and thanked Dwight and Jean ecstatically.
And why wouldn’t I? I’m gonna make my own waffle cones. Like everyday.