My mom lives in Maine, which means we do quite a bit of our chatting by phone. Two hours here and two hours back means we can visit a hell of a lot more often than when she lived in Missouri, but we rarely have impromptu coffee dates.
So a couple weeks ago we were chatting and she said, “Oh! I was at the antique store and I bought you something. It’s just a little…something.”
Pink! Pen! With feathers!
It even has a cute little foot so it stands up. And it writes. My mom said as soon as she saw it, she knew it was something I had to have and she was so right. What pink flamingo-loving romance writer wouldn’t love it?
For right now, he lives on the kitchen windowsill because my cats would have a field day with his hair. My other flamingo stuff—a pair of flamingoes that light up, a string of flamingo lights that clip on my awning, a really tacky plastic flamingo wine glass, and a lovely framed picture of a Florida plastic flamingo—lives at camp, but I think I’ll leave this guy at home. Looking at him makes me smile.
It’s definitely one of the quirkiest gifts I’ve ever received? Have you ever gotten an odd, quirky gift that was totally you?