I Suddenly Crave Lobstah...

Duuuuuude. Look what Mommy got in the mail from Professor Karen:

I don't know what's in the black box (and, curiously, I can't find it anymore. Where'd it go? Mom? Mom??), but the cheese looks gouda and that basket...I know what that's for!

Lobstah!

Mom's mostly excited about those 2 tubes of Secret Hippy Lip Balm, procured from the Farmer's Market up in NorCal. That stuff's like magic. And it smells nice.

Thanks, Professor K! Happy Birthday to us, Happy Birthday to us...