Welcome to the Candy Swap…

Since opening my package ON MONDAY, I can’t stop singing that “Candy Shop” song by 50 Cent. Maybe it’s the excessive quantities of sugar in my veins? Notice that I said I opened the package ON MONDAY and notice that it is now WEDNESDAY and I am finally putting up the pictures of the candy. You may refer to me as “that ingrate” for the rest of the day, if you like, but I really really REALLY loved getting this package in the mail – I just got a little distracted with the immigration thing.

My swapper was Lala who, through some sort of.. magic, was able to find Sugar Babies IN CANADA. Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

Let’s get to the pictures, shall we?

When a package arrives in the mail with THIS many stamps, you KNOW it contains something good. I have no idea what the hell Lala was smoking when she said her handwriting was all scratchy. I, of course, blurred her return address so you stalker-types couldn’t hound her for candy for yourself. But I left MY address visible so YOU can send me candy.
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The contents of the package! Oh my! Reisens and Tootsie rolls and Dots and Sugar Babies and Clodhoppers and Taffy! And a card that not only wished me an early birthday but told me I had to share the booty with Coffee. Which I did, because I am all about the sharing of candy. Candy sharing fosters the looooooooove. The business card in the photo informs me of the closest place in Ontario that sells the Sugar Babies. I am both pleased and horrified to discover how close it is.
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Did I mention the Sugar Babies? I did? Oh. Huh. They’re gone now, btw, so no, you can’t have any.

Love the candy swap. Love the Lala. :)