that geometrically progressive silence,
which often acheives a desired effect where no combination of words,
howsoever felicitous, could accomplish it.
This is a great week.* I received the best ever Sockapaloooza package from Carola all the way from Iceland. See all the cool Icelandic goodies? Remember how much I liked Scandinavia?
I actually received the package on Saturday, but Carola, the supercool Icelandic sockpal, understood why I wanted to wait to blog about it today. Can you see it?That was subtle, right? Felix and I were finally reunited this week. (He enjoyed the boat ride very much.) The red! So much red! Carola clearly did her homework for this package. She sent me the most lovely red (and it's really the same color as my new car) Pomotomamus socks (which fit perfectly, and we all remember that I really had no success with that pattern, right?). . . in a sock box!
We all know how kindly disposed I am to sock boxes, right? This box is red all over (to match all the other red, of course), and has a map and some photographs of Iceland decorating it. I can only assume the ladybug is marking where Carola lives, which is cool. (Although she might regret that when I show up on her doorway unannounced!)
Isn't the sock pattern beautiful? She even included extra yarn in the event that I need to darn them. And just for comparison's sake again:
*Oh, and that Navy thing? I forget that people started reading the blog at different times. Clearly, it's not a secret. I was comissioned an Ensign, Medical Corps, US Navy Reserve my first year of medical school and now I'm going on active duty (LT, MC, USNR) when I graduate. They paid for medical school; I owe them three years as a Navy doc. I think it's a great deal that lets me move to San Diego, practice medicine, and serve in my country's uniform. Thanks for all your congratulations and kind words.