Mindreader

My sister sent me a small box o' fun stuff for Valentine's Day, including this little clutch-type bag that I took a crummy camera-phone photo of since I couldn't find a decent picture of it on some other Web site.  

It's super-cute and completely fits in with my whole retro fetish . . . She does stuff like this all the time — finding things I love that I didn't know I would love, like the Bon Jovi greatest hits CD that was part of my birthday gift a few years back — and while I like getting these things, it also makes me feel as though I never get her anything that she enjoys even half as much. Or maybe I'm easy to please and she's inscrutable, whichever.