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| Funny, I realize now that none of the art is mine on the walls |
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| An electrician once laughed that I capped off the chandelier and hung a wrought iron candelabrum. I love that I light candles for dinner. I'd never have fake light above a dining room table |
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| I'm embarrassed to say that this is only one direction of a three-way intersection of empty boxes. |
When I was little, we received only what we needed at Christmas. My sister use to go to my parent's closet, and unwrap gifts but I never wanted to know-it's called hope!
She would announce I received a pink top, and that meant my gift would be the matching blue one. However, my biggest disappointment was never receiving an Easy Bake Oven. I think I've written about it before! To this day I still feel annoyed that my father purchased one for me as a joke years later.
I love to ask people their favorite childhood gift. I'm always fascinated to watch their faces as they recall that present, their official Red Ryder, carbine action, two-hundred shot range model air rifle! I love that movie! It is my secret thrill to vicariously live what made them feel special.
This year we helped a family with a dad fighting cancer but because it was a classmate they wisely made it a secret between parents only. It reminded me of an Angel tree gift I gave years ago when I first moved here. A little girl wanted jeans but I hid a necklace in the pocket, and I always hoped that it was a surprise that made her feel special.
3 comments:
I hope the Met doesn't find out about the art.
Yes, my years of antique store collecting and framing my children's art should send Interpol to my doorstep!
Hope you had a nice Christmas!
I wouldn't worry about Interpol. It will be 2057 before they get around to deciding if any action is warranted. It's the Texas rangers you need to worry about. They like to shoot first, and consider questions optional.
I had a lovely Christmas. I borrowed in to my bunker and hide until all the nonsense was over.
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