Friday, February 02, 2007

Bubbles from Nibaq

I walked out my front door yesterday and the owner of the shop downstairs, who was standing outside, told me he had a package delivered for me. Sometimes when I’m not home and I get a package that I need to sign for they take it since I know the guys who work in the shop all quite well. I had no idea what the package might be and as we walked into the shop I quickly scanned my brain trying to remember if I’d ordered anything online recently. The last thing I’d ordered was my pair of Cath Kidston wellies, which I got last week (and of course, since I’ve been dying to debut them, not a drop of rain has fallen from the London sky). But I digress. To my surprise he pulled out a big Amazon box, and I was pretty certain I hadn’t ordered anything from Amazon in ages (I do live in London, after all!). I looked up at him and said, “Amazon? What could I be getting from Amazon?” He just looked back at me, not sure if I really wanted him to answer.

Anyway, so I took the box back upstairs and actually started ripping the tape open with my keys on my way up the steps. Inside the Amazon box was another big green box, tied with green ribbon, and a card attached. I was beyond intrigued. The card read: “Late birthday present, but like to get things right. So blow those troubles away.” No name, but I started to get an idea of who it might be from. I tore the green box open, and inside, I found…

A bubble-making machine!

Then I knew it must be from none other than the delightfully insane nibaq. What a great friend. I suspect he saw that I was in a bit of a funk last week and decided to cheer me up with bubbles, glorious bubbles! Or he just wanted me to take a break from my PhD to play. Either way, it’s pretty darn wonderful, and it makes me feel pretty darn special.

I can’t wait to put this out my window and watch the reactions of the people on my street at the gazillion bubbles in the air. Some friends are coming over tomorrow night and we’re going to try it out then.

Thanks, nibaq, for giving me what is certain to be many hours of joyous wonder. And thanks for being such a thoughtful friend. And, finally, thank you for Mika! I can’t wait to fill my flat with bubbles and just twirl around in glee to "Oh, oh, oh – Is there anybody home? Who'll believe me, won’t deceive me, who’ll try to teach me..."

You are my star of the week.