Well, I'm sitting here at The Company working the day away (kinda like Doozers) and this guy comes up behind me and said "Um, you have a package."
I look at him and said "Excuse me?"
"I have a package here for you."
So I'm seeing this long box from 1-800-flowers.com. Slightly confused I sign for it and then IM my really awesome (and hot) boyfriend asking him what evilness HE's up to.
He claims all innocence (OK, he claimed a Burger King was coming to sing to me)
I open the box and unpack it all, and this is what I got:
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilRM4BhZTtd7hdZplS7QakuaAds9GdWdfCui2Ol0aAjMQ40GfuB5-63v7Ubi6q3jmYsVHAf1kXYvThW3W6fEof7pyUuaesFVM7TKZlU620fpo_wMS3oaF6VfIuT4BIavQqnS4pjEv-vAc/s320/IMAGE_483.jpg)
And, NO, not the Avaya phone! :)
I feel all warm and squishy inside!
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