So, the Big Guy and I are back from Northern Minnesota where we had our wedding reception. Once I have the photos back from our photographer, we'll upload them to share with the world.
We came home Sunday and decided we would unpack the car upon arrival, settle into the comfy clothes and open our wedding gifts and cards. As I pulled out a gift from the backseat of the car, I noticed an open wine bottle in a gift bag and said, "that little BRAT!"
I knew immediately what it was. THIS was in one of the bags.
There was no card.
Oh. But I knew who passed it along to me.
Someone who got it at her wedding back in 2006 and has been trying to get rid of it for 4 years.
I called her and she said, "Well, did you open the other gift yet?" I told her I had not. Her reply, "I anticipate another call..."
So, we open the cards and gifts, noting who gave us what so that we could send out accurate thank you cards. The Big Guy grabbed one of the gift bags and pulled out a bubble wrapped item. I asked, "Who's it from?" He said, "No idea. There isn't a card."
He unwrapped it and said, "It's from Amy."
I said, "How do you know?"
He held it up and said, "It's pretty obvious."
How can you not love this girl?
Amy. I heart you.
Yes. Now you know my last name.
Yes. It's the same as the show "Mork and Mindy".
Yes. I've heard it all.
No. I do not answer to "Mindy".