Wednesday, May 26, 2010


Cardgrrl is so nice to me. She not only suggested and arranged for my recent visit, but once I got there she had two completely occasionless gifts for me. The first, pictured above, is a Pandora charm. Cardgrrl is not exactly shy about her affection for Pandora jewelry, calling it "the gewgaw equivalent of crack." (See her extolling its virtues here and here.)

I would have thought myself immune. But a hedgehog? That's just playing dirty, Pandora, capitalizing on a guy's inordinate fondness for the adorable little hedgehogs! Look at that cute little face! Look at those cute, itty-bitty feeties! I might actually have to repress a SQUEE here. It is, as my daily dose of excessive sweetness,, likes to say, just redonkulous.

I still don't know what I'm going to do with this thing, other than get all little-girl-squealy about it every now and then, but I sure like having it.

The other gift requires much less explanation. Since I always wear long-sleeved shirts when going out to play poker (because of frequently frigid card rooms), you, my faithful readers, would be unlikely to see this, if I did not show it to you here:

1 comment:

Cardgrrl said...

What Rakewell means is that he's going to use the provided leather thong to string it about his wrist or neck and wear it ALWAYS. Or until the leather rots. Or the heat death of the universe.

[Just kidding, obv. Do whatever you like with it, of course.]