Cups on the Bus

A while back Delores at The Feathered Nest announced a Valentine Day give away.  As I recall, the rules were comment on any blog of hers up to Valentine Day and get your name in the hat for the drawing.

I made a mental note to restrain myself from commenting.  I didn’t even know what she would be shipping away, but I do hardly need more stuff; it’s quite fine with me to see “stuff” head off to people who will be able to use it.

I slipped up back there in contest land; I must have had a thing or two to comment about.  My short term memory is as good as gone these days.  One day on my blog she announced I was a winner, keep my eye out for the prize.

And it came today, too big for our big mail box and delivered to the door by our nice USPS lady.  Jan and I peeled the layers together.  First a ginormous shopping bag, to join the pile in the car that go into the grocery store.  We really do that; bring our own bags.

Then, two cups.  And I’m quoting here, “Don’t leave these on the bus.”  Very good, Delores.  But they came preloaded.  With a beverage?  Lifting the lids we found chocolate mint cookies!

Well, the loot is all divvied up and partially consumed. Thank you, Delores.  We are using what we didn't eat.

The ginormous shopping bag, two cups for the bus, sacreficial cookies

Smells suspiciously Canadian to Toby