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And Birthday Season Continues!

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Have I mentioned how much I LOVE birthday season?  I think my friends are beginning to spoil me just a little TOO much, because the windfall of love has been massive.

The day before my surgery, a box came in the mail.  It was late at night, and I didn't even think of opening it.  However, after my surgery, the girls were jumping at the bit for me to open it for one reason and one reason only:  it was from the Morans!  Actually, I'm thinking it was mostly from Sarah, but we'll give some credit to Jared and the girls :-)  The Morans are notorious for sending us large boxes of Haribo candy.  If you don't know the brand name, you know the candy:  Gummi Bears!  Although in Germany, gummi bears are taken to a whole new level.  There are gummi cherries, Happy Colas, yogurt gummis, "phantasia" gummis.  You name it--they probably have it.  In fact, in Trier there was an entire Haribo store!

This is what my girls want, and they are like Pavlov's dogs.  A box from the Morans = Haribos.  I think they might even start salivating when they see the box :-)

Sarah, being Sarah, made it so much more than that for me.  A bean/rice thingie to heat up in the microwave for my chronically stiff neck.  Hostess Cupcakes (remember the photo of Jared and me when I had to SHARE one with him?)  A Macintosh Yankee Candle (my favorite smell).  Ritter Sport candy bars!!!!  A most darling scarf, and a Babushka key chain in honor of Mark's mission call to Russia.


I mean seriously.  Look at this haul!  And this doesn't even include a package that Sarah had sent separately.  She got me the book "Quiet" that I mentioned in an earlier blog post about the power of the introvert.  I just can't express how happy birthday season makes me, especially with gifts that are so thoughtful like this one.

Did I mention the Krispy Kreme gift card Celly sent me?  Yeah, that's already been spent, and the spoils eaten :-)

Too, my sweet boy Mark sent me a bunch of goodies from Michigan.  A Michigan crew t-shirt (finally!  I was the only family member who didn't have one...), a "Pour Some Sugar On Me" Sugar Bowl t-shirt from my mom, and two kinds of chocolate-covered cherries.  Ahh, a little piece of heaven from my favorite state.

I really don't know what I have done to deserve this, but I am so thankful for wonderful friends and family who make me feel so special.  Thanks to all of you.   I truly love you (even without the gifts) :-)

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  1. MarkMarch 17, 2012 at 8:44 PM

    ARGH!!! And Im not there to eat it all!!! WHAT IS UP WITH THAT?!?! Well have fun y'all! To the Morans: you guys want to send another such box in like two months???(:

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    1. Sarah MoranMarch 19, 2012 at 2:33 AM

      Mark, if I had your address in Ann Arbor I'd send a box just to you. Let me know what your favorites are and I'll head out to the store.

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