Thank You Cheri P!

Of all the Get Well packages I have received, I have to say that Cheri P sent the most "unique" box of things to keep me and Spencer busy during my convalescent time.
Let's start with the normal stuff:  a lovely card, a nice scrapbook punch...okay so far, pretty normal....
Hot Wheels for Spencer...awesome.....
Pooping Cow...she knows our sense of humor..so that's perfect....
Then a can of hash.
Nope- that's not a typo.  She sent a can of Corned Beef Hash.
At first I thought it was the infamous can o' chili from her purse (assuming you saw the story on her blog).
The funny part was that it didn't phase Spencer at all-- hash via mail didn't seem at all strange to him.  He blurted, "Yum breakfast!" 
My grandparents would be proud that at least a wee bit of Irish has trickled down.  Well other than potatoes and drinking... But I digest...back to my story about Cheri.
And to make sure I wasn't spending my time reading superfluous novels and ruining my brain, she sent me a bit of intellectually challenging reading material:  The April 2010 issue of Tiger Beat.
O.M.G. I haven't had a copy of Tiger Beat since the early 80's. And even then I was probably only making fun of the overly gay pictures of Simon LeBon or complaining that they totally ruined The Outsiders for me.
Spencer was quickly assessing the trade value of it at school and I was momentarily distracted by the Taylor- holy crap..he's 18 now, right?-Lautner photos...
Cheri P-- Thanks for everything-- you always keep me laughing!