Nosy Bitches Swap Love

Last Monday (I know, I know, I’m really bad at blogging!), I stumbled home from my office holiday party at the late hour of 8:30 pm. No, I did not get drunk at my office holiday party. That would be really unclassy. But, I am at an age where my liver just throws its livery little arms in the air and says, I give up!, and I continue to get drunk even when I stop drinking after a reasonable beverage or three. So, by the time I got off the subway Monday night, I had gone from slightly buzzed to actually-pretty-drunk.

When I got into the lobby of my apartment building, I registered excitedly that there was a package waiting for me on the entry table. It did not faze me that the top had been cut open. As I said, I was intoxicated. I wasn’t joking.

I made it up to my fourth floor apartment and gleefully sifted through the contents of the box. I then proceeded to watch a documentary about Charles and Ray Eames that was airing on PBS with E, who was barely tolerating me.* I passed out around 10 pm, woke up the next morning, and went to work. Sometime that afternoon, I thought to myself, “Wait a second, I got a package last night! A package that was mysteriously open when I retrieved it from the lobby! I think it was my Nosy Bitches Swap Package!”

But I couldn’t remember what was in it.

The lovely Bunny of Bunnies’n’Beagles orchestrated a non-denominational gift swap for folks who blog and/or are on Twitter, and I was lucky enough to participate. That afternoon I rushed home to gather up the components of the package that I had scattered about my apartment the previous evening, and was thrilled with what I’d received!

The inimitable Robin from HitchDiedΒ and Double R Diner sent me a card warning against accepting candy or gifts from strangers, a handmade bookmark featuring an illustration of my fabulous section of the map, and 2 items with geographic significance: Zombie Gum to represent her home, Pittsburgh; and I Feel Relatively Neutral About New York to represent mine (and my feelings thereabout). The book is hilarious, the bookmark is awesome, and, as you can see above, I opened the gum that Monday night and have enjoyed it thoroughly. Also, Zombies.

It was so much fun to shop for my Nosy Bitch, and to receive this artifact of Internet awesomeness in the mail this holiday. Robin got married shortly before I did, and her blog was one of those that got me through the marathon that is wedding planning. I was so glad to be a part of this swap, and to feel like a bigger part of this community of bloggers that I stalk than I deserve to be. πŸ˜‰ Thanks, Bunny!

I still have no idea why the package was open.

* E and I are currently tearing through Parks & Recreation on Netflix, and just watched the Season 2 episode where Leslie gets drunk and knocks on Dave’s door to tell him how awesome she is. While Leslie extolled her own virtues, E looked at me and told me that was what I was like when I’m drunk. I told him he was pretty lucky, then, because obviously I am hilarious and awesome.