My dad came back from Thailand tonight, weilding humorous stories about his trip, the tours, his snoring roommate, and how he wove through Thailand’s market to look for gifts for us.

He got:
- several shirts and a bag for my brothers
- a couple of pairs of earrings for my mom (one ended up being given to me because my mom thinks it looks better on me)
- and, for me, this baby right here:

LOOKIT! It’s a Beatles bag!!! It’s good quality leather, and it’s big enough for me to stuff my things in (and yet not TOO big). I love it. I really do. My father loves me. Haha!