Oh boy, oh boy!

This is most exciting.  I have just recieved a "shipment" of "bottle caps" from my "mom".  Isn't that great?  Nearly as great as my excessive and inappropriate use of quotation marks in that last sentence.  The real story is my mom gave me a whole bunch of bottle caps, from her collection spanning years and continents, which have now taken over the entire floor of my studio apartment.  This is more exciting than the time Billy and Johnnie Bushytail learned how to jump out of their tree, almost got eaten by an owl and then Grandma Lightfoot made them hickory nut pudding with acorn sauce for dinner.  MORE EXCITING.  I've quite a lot of work to do tonight, so if the rocking horse doesn't run away with the pound cake and put the fishbowl in the baby carriage, tomorrow I will tell you about the time the Woozie Wolf made off with Uncle Wiggily's red flannel pajamas because he couldn't scratch the itch in the middle of his back.