"Think of this as my 'I should have known you my whole life' present." That's what my bff Amber said as she forked it over. Or something like that. I was so distracted by the box in front of me, that all words sounded like Charlie Brown adult talk.
I didn't even need to open it. The box was enough. Screw those Tiffany blue boxes. Even an empty Jonathan Adler box makes my heart skip a beat.
But there it was-in all it's glory. I almost needed to take a downer to take it all it.
I love you Auntie Ambee--'til death do us part.