Yeah, that's right. Somebody up there in North America likes me. And from the looks of these many treasures, she likes me A LOT! In spite of the fact that she insists on referring to my little blog as a bloB, she is dearer to me than all of the treasures on earth. She is very pretty and funny and elegant and witty. And she has unspeakably good taste. Particularly with regard to husbands and friends. She sent me this generous care package with her handsome and charming and funny and warm and clever and brilliant husband who came to town. But that's not all! As luck would have it, the bridges were such a mess that friend's husband had no choice but to ditch the idea of going to his hotel and spent the night here!!! Yahoo! Pajama Party! The men were leaving for the nation's capital at 5:00 IN THE MORNING so it wasn't exactly the let's-watch-movies all night and do our nails kind of pajama party. That will likely work better when I get a female friend down here, anyway. I did really love having friend's husband here and not just because he brought us our mail, and the wonderful treats, and a guitar tuner for my guitar-playing monkey. In spite of the fact that this handsome and charming man had been up for about 36 hours straight, before heading to bed he gave me the loveliest gift. He talked to me. For a really long time! We talked current events, politics, kids, even Buddhism. I am blessed beyond measure. Sandi and Griff, friends to the friendless in a third world country and purveyors of fabulous treats. My cup runneth over.
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