I didn’t bother checking the mail yesterday because I wasn’t expecting anything exciting. Besides, checking the mail would have required pants and I was having a pretty lousy day already – pants would have just made things that much worse, and I was in no mood to cope.

Imagine my surprise, then, when Ed came home and handed me the package that had been sitting in our mail hole all day. I never have things shipped to my house – it’s not recommended when the devil is your mail carrier – and I definitely didn’t remember ordering anything from the return address. What could it be?

Inside the padded envelope was a smaller package tied up with string and a note: “Kimli, your secret is safe with me”. There was no name attached – a true mystery!

Inside the package was this necklace. That’s right – I got a mustache in the mail.

ESTHER LIVES!

i am from mexico; my name is esther gomez

My disguise is now more portable and fabulous than EVER! I have no idea who sent this to me, but THANK YOU! I will rock the mustache every time I want to hide from the public eye (which is often, because I am afraid of people)! :D

Yay mystery presents! <3 <3