Those three bundles in front of my stocking are little succulent plants I'm giving to my three friends.
Suzanne is bringing a vegetable and Vickie rolls; they always ask what they can bring and this time, I'm letting them--I'll just add baked potatoes. Jim, as ever, is just bringing himself. It would never occur to him to offer to bring anything, either to my place or the covered dish suppers at Dudley House where I've been taking him for several years. I'm not sure if that's because of his upbringing (probably) or because men--even the mildest of men--often have a sense of entitlement. However, he is going to take me to lunch for my birthday.
Also bought at Von's a Bic lighter--no, I haven't gone back to ciggies, it's the kind for lighting candles. Took it home, opened it, tried it, and it was impossible for me to operate! I just don't have to strength to press both the top thing and the trigger-type thing, so I can't use it. I went back to Von's, explained my problem, and Morgan, the very nice young assistant manager* suggested I get long matches instead. Brilliant idea, so I was refunded for the lighter and got them; they're 9 1/2 inches long and perfect for my purposes.
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Everything is so festive. I love that you have your very own stocking.
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