Snail Mail

I just received an email from our receptionist letting me know that I have received a delivery at the front desk. I ran up the stairs, two at a time, thinking that maybe my mother sent us some cookies (she has been known to do this from time to time because she is the best mother/Robin Hood donor EVER).

Unfortunately the delivery was not cookies. It was just a $20,000 check from a donor.

In other words, in my mind, cookies are better than $20,000. It might be time to rethink my priorities.

Cookie Monster