year the aunts would give me sewing boxes. I hate sewing
Then my mother would make me write those awful, false "thank you" letters. Yes, it was "back in the day"
One of my best presents ever was a red and green wooden sledge. It was great.
Probably my worst present, apart from the garlic crusher and assorted useless ornaments, was an apron. Not a rude one like Caz's hubster's, but as I never wear aprons......
And here's my "thought for the day":
Tom and Mozart have gone on a rafting retreat in California.
With only a bottle of wate and an inspirational haiku, they must find their way to a state of intense curiosity and awareness.
They are lost and tired and Mozart wants to give up and go and find some hookers.