Family.

I love my mom. While I was out of town, she happened to be in the area visiting her sisterr, and stopped by to visit my sweetie and drop off a care package. Inside it was a box of Cadbury Creme Eggs, a rather lonely looking leftover stuffed Christmas Roo doll, information on filing taxes as an independent contractor, and an Easter special limited edition My Little Pony.

She knows me far too well, really. Either that, or she has finally internalized the fact that she isn't getting a grandchild in the foreseeable future, and has simply decided to pretend that there's an imaginary baby to nurture. One way or the other, I'm not complaining. I have chocolate, I have a business plan, and I have a new doll with brushable hair. This makes me much happier than it really should.....