So a week or so ago I got a package in the mail. I love getting packages in the mail. Especially surprise packages – it keeps me on my toes. I immediately see the box is from Michigan.
Michigan = Melanie. Score.
Inside was lovely thank you note, a wonderful new photography book and that thing up there. The hubs took it out of the box, was holding every which way and asked, “What is it?”
“It’s a cookie cutter, Mike.” He keeps rotating it in the hands and asks, “Is it a fish?”
Really? A fish? Melanie would send me a cookie cutter of a fish? That makes zero sense.
I take it from him, turn it right side up and face him. “It’s Michigan. The state. You see the mitten?”
Yes. A cookie cutter in this shape makes much more sense.
Now let me say that this is what I love about my friends. They get me. Even though I have no love in my heart for Michigan or will probably never make Michigan shaped cookies (probably isn’t definitely), this made my day. Because it made me laugh.
I have it hanging on the fridge at the moment, so that every time I’m in the kitchen, I think of my friend. I absolutely love it. No… I luz it.
A Michigan shaped cookie cutter – that’s what friends are for.