Hello. It’s Belinda.
I decided to take a break from the job hunt this week. Get caught up on my “beauty sleep.”
I woke up Monday morning feeling extra peppy and I thought won’t the team be surprised. Meaning about my good mood and not dozing at work.
But I’m the one who was in for a big surprise. Because on Monday they announced a new product called the Belinda Bunniccino Mug.
Can you believe it?
They cooked this whole thing up behind my back. Turns out a Bunniccino is some sort of concoction made with “two alfalfa shots and blueberry whip.”
Never heard of it but I'd like to try it. Especially since my mug is on the mug, as my roommate has said at least five times now.
All I know is I hope my mug is a big seller so I can save face, if you know what I mean.
So that was Monday. Which also happened to be my adoptaversary.
Five years ago, my roommate showed up at the shelter, packed me into a carrier and brought me home. “No questions asked.” She didn’t even seem to care that I was from New Zealand, which is on my adoption papers. Never mentions it which is good, because my memory about my homeland is fuzzy.
And not only about that subject. Because with all the brain fog last week and the Belinda mug excitement I forgot all about my adoptaversary until halfway through the day.
Usually we plan a little party. Nothing fancy, just extra treats and relaxing together. But last year, my adoptaversary hit a few weeks after I started this job. And Josh “went overboard.” Sent three boxes of hay and toys and treats from the warehouse.
And I hate to admit this but I was expecting something this year too.
Well Monday came and went with no delivery. Tuesday I wrote about it on social media and my roommate said that was rude in a way. “Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth, Belinda.”
Well I don’t want to see inside Josh’s mouth and besides, I don’t know how she comes up with these ideas. I just wanted some snackers.
By the end of Wednesday I gave up. I thought if I can’t even remember my adoptaversary, how can Josh? He has enough on his plate.
But then came the second surprise.
Late Thursday afternoon I was reading my Dale Carnegie book when I heard my roommate yell “Belinda! There’s a package here for you!”
When I saw it I couldn’t believe my eyes.
It wasn’t just a normal package from the warehouse. Josh took the time to decorate it with stickers and sign it with a “J” on the outside and inside the lid. Which is above and beyond in my opinion.
My roommate opened it for me and I looked inside. Flower power mini-cookies. Pear blueberry healthy snackers. A meadow ball. Some oat fidget sticks. He even threw in a few “sneak preview” stickers.
And at the bottom, inside its own box, one Belinda Bunniccino mug.
What a week.
I’m well-rested, I have a bag of mini-cookies in my stash and my mug is on a mug.
The company always comes through for me. I should know by now that I need to be patient.
Well I’ve been patient about wanting a comment box at the bottom of my blog.
So who knows. Maybe there’s a third surprise coming from the team.
And maybe it will be “you know what.”
Spokesrabbit, Small Pet Select