Last night, around 8 or so, I heard someone knocking on my front door. Perplexed as I was, seeing as how I was not expecting anyone, I went to go answer it. Turned to be my neighbor with a package in hand for me. After a small like greet-and-thank session with the nice old man, I closed to door and ripped into the box. The box itself was fairly large - getting it open was a bit difficult without anything sharp, and at some point my mother had quietly slipped next to me, watching with a strange sort of abnormal interest on her face. She had asked me what was it and I had no idea how to answer, so I didn't. I just buired myself deeper into the task at hand.
Once I was finished in getting it opened, we both peered inside, awfully curcoius to see what we'd find. And you'll never guess what it was. Go ahead - I'll wait.
It was a Tickle me Elmo doll.
Told ya you would never guess. Now to fully understand the reason why I would receive such an item, there are some details that I must explain. I have a friend who lives far, far away. And during one of our many phone calls months ago, I mentioned that when I younger I really wanted a tickle-me-Elmo doll. Thus, I'm guessing that she took that to heart and brought me one. Now, there are some other things that Elmo came to stand for during the course of our conversations so I'm wondering if her giving it to me was in someway referring to all of that (and no, I'm not going to explain what those things are. Makes me seem more of a child than I already am).
But all in all, I must say this:
Thank you Lexie for the gift. Really did make my day. :p