I finally have been able to catch up with our mail and opening packages. In as much as mail is usually my guilty pleasure, it seems all that's been filling it these days are wasteful advertisements. I don't need to be sent 3 sets of pizza and hamburger fast food restaurant coupons, really. And the never-ending mortgage restructuring paraphernalia? Enough already.
But look what came in the mail!
Cotton Rounds......ah.....take me away!!!
These are magic little creations. Made by my friend Julia . Spa in a cotton round?...that would be this. You will want to replace your clear glass containers of cotton balls with them. They are so wonderfully soft, but it doesn't fall apart while applying your toner. And it washes up quickly and dries overnight.
How did she know that I would love it?
Because we were RA's once...and young.
My senior year of college I decided to become an RA. As if ROTC wasn't enough. Or being a nursing student. Or working part time at the student store. I heard the calling, I suppose, that I could help guide and shape the minds of young freshman girls. That, and of course having a single room at the dorms.
Julia was paired to be my partner in crime on the 2nd floor. She and I rocked the floor. (I believed) We were loved. (I hope) But, truly, it was all her. I was a fleeting senior; I stopped fights when I saw them, and corralled the craziness when it happened, but she was the staying solid sweetness of the 2nd floor. I don't remember if I even contributed anything after I got married (Thanksgiving weekend my Senior Year). Or if I was even lucid after all of the studying/cadet-ing/student nurse-ing I was doing. All I know is that my residents remained happy and content, and most likely because of Julia.
So, Julia, you saved me again! How did you know that these little things could give me such relief since I've had some crazy sleepless nights with my babe. Thank you!
Just remember, folks, I knew (and lived with her) first!