Smiles from a flash drive

My fiance laughed when I teared up and told him the photo box he decorated scrap-book style and gave me for our anniversary was the best gift I ever got from him.  He probably finds it humorous because he likely spent $10 on it, a negligible amount relative to what he spends on other gifts for me.  The point is that I L-O-V-E handmade gifts.  It’s right up there with snail mail on my top 10 list of favorite things.

The latest example is the flash drive a friend gave me as my going-away/birthday gift.  The card said not to look at the contents until I was on the plane to London.  Unfortunately, that did not happen thanks to the two months worth of luggage that had to be repacked.  I found it in my checked suitcase as I was unpacking in my new home and plugged it into my laptop.  Low and behold, pictures from years ago of us and some of her miscellaneous favorites.  I especially like the one of her and I in stocking caps at a wig/costume store.  How about the one of the tacky birthday cake we made for ourselves that says, “Happy Birthday Jesus and Hitler’s Wife” (long college spring break story)?

I laughed, reminisced and asked myself, “What the hell?” a few times.  Those are the best gifts; smile makers.