The running gag for my birthday is my love for Jacob on Twilight. Especially since he’s barely 18 and I’m venturing into cougar-ville.
You saw the poster I got and how happy I was along side it. There were other pictures taken, but I am not about to embarrass myself any more.
What you didn’t see were the assorted bookmarks emblazoned with his face that I got. Or the special chocolate I got.
Oh yes, there’s even a bento involved! I packed some of the leftover barbecue chicken and sweet potatoes from the other night, along with some spinach, a tangerine, string cheese for later, and the infamous Jacob chocolate. This is Tuesday’s lunch, by the way.
Now before you think I’m being inappropriate, how about you look at the note that was included with the chocolate?
My sister wrote that. My YOUNGER sister, might I add. Now who could have corrupted her? She even stole my trademark evil smiley face. And for the record, the chocolate was shaped like a heart, so there was nothing dirty about it. Phew!
Don’t worry, I saved the wrapper. >:}