The next couple of days are filled with family gatherings, which means I may resume my former habit of smoking in various driveways.
Indeed, it is a miracle that our Raptus received the shoes he did not order and which were never shipped, but there are two pairs of shoes. Was this a double order (something I seemed to have missed) or a mysterious double whammy of good luck. Yes, my mother had that very same ceramic tree, the current whereabouts gratefully unknown. Dinner was fine. Onward to the next bacchanalia. By the way, I am wearing my sparkly Ed Hardy's which, I am told. should not worn by people in their dotage.