Gifts from our Neighbor
Our neighbor, Julius, always comes up with something interesting to give us on holidays. Yes, this is the neighbor who has decided that grass is too difficult to deal with and so killed his lawn and is converting to wood chips and cut all his trees down probably because they drop leaves. And also keep in mind this is the neighbor that says that I think he is evil because he once heard (over a year ago before telling us!) Graham say that he was a "bad man" and because he doesn't go to Church twice each Sunday. He is sure that Graham must have learned how he was an evil man from me because he has watched those shows on TV in the afternoon and knows that there is always truth in what kids say and that they learn from their parents. Of course wearing a giant sombrero in the yard and wearing black on a hot day may have lead to Graham's identifying him a bad man.
Well, this year, no Catholic books for the kids, but the gift giving was still a doozy. For Dawn we have Goodbye Prince Charming, the journey back from disenchantment subtitled Creating the marriage you've always wanted from the ashes of storybook romance. Apparently he feels that Dawn must not be involved in a storybook romance. I wonder if there is some sort of message for me here?-)
And for me we have this delicacy: The Marzipan Christmas Stollen apparently from Germany. No expiration date so who knows how old it may be. But I guess its like a fruit cake which can last forever. Maybe I'll pass it on to one of you next year.
Well, this year, no Catholic books for the kids, but the gift giving was still a doozy. For Dawn we have Goodbye Prince Charming, the journey back from disenchantment subtitled Creating the marriage you've always wanted from the ashes of storybook romance. Apparently he feels that Dawn must not be involved in a storybook romance. I wonder if there is some sort of message for me here?-)
And for me we have this delicacy: The Marzipan Christmas Stollen apparently from Germany. No expiration date so who knows how old it may be. But I guess its like a fruit cake which can last forever. Maybe I'll pass it on to one of you next year.
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