Sunday, January 17, 2010

Nirvana


Sometimes you have to go to Nirvana. (See Jimbo's Diner post) Sometimes Nirvana is delivered to your front door.



Came home the other day to find this box sitting outside the front door. (On the deck next to the snow shovel, which has gotten waaayyy too much use this winter. But I digress.)
When I show you what was in the box, you all are going to want my sister-in-law's name and address.




2 comments:

  1. that is awesome. With the 100 day health challenge you can't possibly eat all of those dogs by yourself. When are you having the Hot Dog Month crew over? I think the Doug has a crush on you.

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