9:05am

Care package arrives from my mother. She'd mentioned a few weeks ago that something was coming. I, being the kicked puppy that I am, went to the mailbox every day to see if it had arrived. I still wanted to believe. When yesterday came, and I'd gotten just the card from my father, I started to doubt. Was she disappointing me again? Lucky for her, there is FedEx.

Contents: Lindt chocolate truffles dressed up as jack o'lanterns; a purple flickering... ghost?... I can't tell for sure; spider lights; a Halloween t-shirt that looks like it will cause my right boob to light up every time I move; a Halloween t-shirt that I KNOW had been hers which was marked with a post-it that said "part of your inheritance" and is fortunately NOT covered in cat hair; a Pillsbury Halloween recipe book; a printed-out chocotini recipe. 

It's the thought that counts.