Sunday, April 24, 2011

I Never Think of This Stuff

I've said before how my neighbors rule, but it bears repeating. My neighbors rule. J brought me Easter dinner today - it's not the first time she's supplied yours truly with a holiday dinner. She knows I don't get to see Sis just every special day, and she shares the bounty of their table with this scabby old trucker. Today, it was ham and scalloped potatoes, with a slice of coconut cream pie and a huge sweet roll. Plus this little item.

I'm a guy. I'll always be a guy. If aliens forced me to get a sex change operation, it wouldn't change my wiring. If I was gonna deliver some chocolate foil wrapped eggs, I'd just put 'em in a sandwich bag or something similar. Practical, quick and easy, I say.

In some circles that is heresy. This looks like a bird's nest. It is actually a carefully folded small paper bag with a few twigs attached and "Easter Grass" nestled inside with the goodies. She had to go outside and collect the appropriately sized twigs, find the correct size of sacks, purchase the "grass" and spend some serious amount of time putting all of the stuff together, just to help frame a holiday mood.

Needless to say, I'm impressed and in awe.


drjim said...

Always nice to have good people for neighbors.

threecollie said...

Sweet! and Happy Easter!