I'm a terrible poster

So, as the title says, I'm a TERRIBLE poster. What's funny, is I have time to post, I just don't for some reason. I have no Idea why that is.

Well, to make up for it, and because I'm lazy, I'm going to post, but it's actually a post of an email I sent yesterday to Lori's boss, Carrie.

So, Carrie and Lori are BFFs and she sent Lori this gift a few days ago. It's this little giraffe thing that has a smelly, warm pack thing in it's belly. When you heat up the removable pack in the microwave for a bit, then put it in this little tummy pocket, he gets warm to the touch. That would be why they are called Hot Hugs. Well, Lori LOVES this thing and so I felt compelled to send Carrie and her husband Paul an email about how perfect this this is for her.

Okay, so here's the email and the picture I sent them. It pretty much tells you everything you need to know about Lori.




Hey Carrie (and Paul),

Alrighty, so I just HAD to write you about this. It's not often you get to
see how a gift you gave fits into someone's life. I thought this would be
a good one to shed light on.

I ned to start from the top. I'm not sure if you knew some certain things
a bout Lori prior to sending your gift, but just in case you didn't, I
wanted to let you in on a few tiny details.

Number 1:
Lori love LOVES anything filled with stuffing or fluff. (yes that sounds
winnie the poohish)

I mean she goes absolutely bananas when she sees a furry, fluffy thing.
Also, side note, it should be said that this is a category where "the
bigger the better" takes hold. If anything is over her size. Holy crap.
It's like a 5 year old seeing Santa at the mall. She wants to go touch it
and hug it. Sit in it's lap. Whatever she can do to be close and feel it's
fluffiness.

Number 2:
Lori can't get enough of animals.

Animals in general. Dogs of course. Too easy. Anything at the zoo. WOW.
Elephants. Giraffes. Monkeys. Anything. It doesn't even have to be cute.
As long as it's never achieved speech, she goes bonkers. Example: She
spent a lot of time watching the warthogs at the SF zoo when we went.
There were only two of them and all they did was lie there in a dirty pen.
I might send you pictures to prove this.

Number 3:
If it's slightly cold, and she finds something warm, or a warm way to sit,
she'll do whatever she can to absorb that warmth.

I am always hot and it takes a lot to make me cold so, to be honest, I
feel like this is 63% of the reason she married me. The other 47% is all
right time right place. She's an "I want warm" sponge.

Number 4:
Flowers and the smell of anything flowering is a must in her life.

Whenever we walk downtown, and past all those street flower vendors, it's
like she has tourettes or a nice case of attention deficient. We're
walking along, having a chat, and... well it goes like this.

What should we do for dinner tonight? Would you FLOWERS!

It's nuts. also, she has one of those mom noses that can tell you've eaten
onions in the past 3 days. She can pick out a honey suckle from 4 blocks.

Why am I telling you this you ask? Well, you hit all 4 of those with your
hot hug giraffe gift. Literally a grand slam. (being that you scored 4
points)

I can't get the thing away from her. She doesn't stop smelling it and
keeping it close. Also, when she puts the pack in the microwave... I hate
it. Not that I don't like her holding a luke warm stuffed animal. I just
hate that the smiling guy now smells like burnt lavender. It is terrible.
Since she knows this, she will not stop moving him closer to my nose after
she's nuked him.

"Doesn't he smell great?"
"NO!"

attached you'll find evidence of all this. This is not a staged picture at
all. It is from last night. We spent the evening catching up on all the
shows we haven't watched. I got up to make some tea during a break, and
snapped the picture from the other room. You'll notice the little guy's
proximity to her nose. I don't believe she's smiling this huge from the
giraffe. I think it has more to do with her watching The Prince and Me.
(yeah)

Anyway, I thought I would make you hip to how he's fitting into our life.
Good job. I wish I would have known about this thing during birthday time.
I wouldn't have bought her a bag. Just a cotton filled animal with a bag
of burnt flowers in it's belly. :)

Paul,not sure how entertaining you found this email, but get ready for one
from me sometime today. You get to hear about how amazing I am at soccer
now, some of my take on how the Euro cup is going this year and how I
started playing guitar again.

I hope you two are having a wonderful day and seriously, when are we going
to throw heavy ball around a grassy area and drink booze?

Ian