...is that sometimes they turn out better than you anticipated. For example, I turned 22 on Thursday. This pleasant little chap showed up in my mailbox on Thursday.
Do you have ANY idea of all the things a person could do with a Bilbo bookmark?! Because reading books is an adventure, and Mr. Baggins is the king of all adventurers.........the perfection is killing me, y'all.
And then I went back to work on Friday, and this came in.
Nothing turns me into a squealing 7-year-old faster than a box of books. AND THEY'RE ALL SO PRETTY. Except, of course, my Chronicles would be prettier if Prince Caspian matched the other covers. [i am not OCD, i am not OCD, i am not OCD...]
I asked for bookmarks this year, and these came in over the weekend.
Now I can start getting rid of the random ugly paper ones I've picked up over the years.
And then I went to church Sunday. I got some of that Elixir of Life.
And, then, I kind of sort of had a small mental breakdown. Because, well, this.
I'm afraid I wasn't doing much meditating on the Lord on the Lord's Day. I was thinking more on things such as "I never realized just how pretty Mjolnir is." And other things.
Yah. If anyone needs me, I'll be drinking some chai latte, and writing a post about why Thor is a better man than Justin Bieber.