At 10:32 am yesterday, the door bell at work rang and a delivery boy dropped off a package for me. Written on the card - Bon Voyage from The Leprechaun.
While trying to fend the barrage of questions from my colleagues who descended on me like vultures on a kill (perils of a predominantly female office), I was also trying very hard to not break down and cry. I'd never ever gotten flowers from anyone before and the fact that they came from him, and that he made the effort from all the way across the Atlantic made the gift even more special.
Even so, I still don't want him to make fun of my lists! ;)
PS: The little bear has been named Bonnie and will be going home with me today to live in my bookcase with my other bears