My first installment landed me this.
That is actually my Sharon, Lois & Bram cassette. I have no fucking idea where she found it.
Then, I got another bag of goodies on Sunday that topped it off, and now my cup runneth over.
I like to think there's an ink bomb inside that will go off if I open these bags.
I don't believe this photo does the shape and size of these slippers justice.
I'm pretty sure my pug can fit into the top one like a sleeping bag.
They. Are. Rockin.
Thanks, Grandma. If nothing else, you're keeping it interesting!