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When Tim is away, Rex likes to listen to Vicki Carr…
Oh hello, hello,
My dear God, it must be him
But it’s not him
And then I die
That’s when I die
After a while
I’m myself again
I pick the pieces off the floor…
Mark Harris, either here or on your LiveJournal, tell me five significant memories you have of living in New York City.
In his LiveJournal, Mark G. Harris asked me: What do The Beatles mean to you?
Here you go, Mark G. Harris.
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Last year, I explained the history of The Coasters here. Short version: a wedding gift from a cousin to Tom and me of plastic lime-green coasters ended up being traded back and forth between Lynne and me over the years, until her son Jess got engaged and I brought his fiancée Laura into the mix.
Then last December, I pre-empted what I feared would be a return of the coasters to me by giving Laura lemon-slice coasters and Lynne watermelon-slice coasters. Laura also got some sponges with fruit slices on them and some fruit-slice candles. Because she’s so sweet, I figured she deserved a little something extra.
Sure enough, on Christmas Day 2005, the lime-slice coasters came home to me. Fine. That just meant I’d have to regift them.
Tom and I got the package. Are you reading this? I just wanted to say thank you. In one way, I’m not surprised, because you remind me that what I believe is true: People are compassionate, thoughtful, and selfless, and they peform acts of kindness without expecting or wanting anything in return.
In another way, of course, I am surprised, because it came out of the blue and I have absolutely no idea who Santa is.
All I can say, again, is thank you from Tom and me. You’ll never know how much it means to us.
And I will do what you asked me to do.
Friday was completely a SCORE! day. We received a box as big as my living room from Jim which I haven’t opened yet. I’m thinking it may contain a Mercedes G500. Jim, you shouldn’t have!
A box came from my secret Santa in Tom’s family–it’ll remain unopened until Monday. A box came from Timmy, and among other things, he sent cookies (OMG, SO GOOD) in this adorable tin, which I didn’t let Lynne see or she would steal it:
I don’t do/like drama.
I accept that shit happens. Sometimes bad shit. When it does, if there’s something to be done about it, I take action, because that’s part of my Aries nature. If there’s nothing to be done, I try to subscribe to the “what is” way of life rather than the “what if” way of life. “What if” leads to anxiety and/or regret, and neither of those is a state I want to be in.
All that being said, 2006 is definitely going to be remembered as a year of drama at The Compound: mainly, dog drama.
I just realized that December 13 is my second anniversary on LiveJournal. Happy anniversary to me and LiveJournal! When I started this, I had around five readers. Now I look at my site statistics and wonder who the heck all you people are. You’re always welcome to comment here or send me e-mail. But whether you just lurk or whether you interact, thanks for reading. Thanks for buying our books or my novel. Thanks for tolerating my obsessions and being happy for all the good things I talk about and for not anonymously telling me that I’m an evil rat killer.
And for those of you who I met through LiveJournal, you all rock my world. =)
The post office still had the package! So now there are books to sign, wonderful new CDs for The Compounders to listen to, and Dash sent chicken jerky to Rex and the Girls. Call it late Thanksgiving, but I think it’s early Christmas! Thanks!
Hot couples KNOW that Reading is HOT! Today’s hot couple, gorgeous Shannon and her handsome husband, Bob:
Thanks, Shannon and Bob, for playing along and for being devoted readers.