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last night when i walked outside

i tripped over a bag left at my front door

it was filled with treats

cookies, candy, and ice cream

(the three c’s, the holy trinity of sweets, cake can be subbed in as needed)

i had no idea who it was from, no note inside, such a great surprise

then i noticed the address

guessed the delivery person had just reversed it

i could go and deliver it myself

 tried to imagine who was waiting for it


it was from a parent

who sent it to their child/college student cramming for an exam?

the victim of a recent romantic breakup needing sugar therapy?

a parent who just needed a break and a treat?

a dieter on a sweets bender?

a family waiting for dessert to go with their board game?

a hallmark movie night for friends?

was it a test from the universe

to challenge my recent healthy eating resolve?

cadbury is my favorite chocolate

 the cookies aren’t that big

 i could eat one spoon of ice cream a day

i had no idea how long it had been out there

no one had knocked

the ice cream was beginning to soften

i felt for whoever was expecting it

called the company on the bag

they said the customer had reordered when it didn’t arrive

they had already sent them out a new bag of treats

 i was welcome to eat it or throw it out

i chose a third option

i delivered this unexpected gift to my daughter

at her house in the light of day.

“life is always bringing unexpected gifts.”

-may sarton

book fairies.


how sweet to find this book 

 sitting outside on the window ledge of a downtown store  

on a sunny saturday

just waiting for someone

to pick it up and take it home to read. 

gratitude to the book fairies.

“books are companions, teachers, magicians, bankers of the treasures of the mind. books are humanity in print.”

-barbara w. tuchman



I love this gift

of my very own mini bar

from my very-long-time-big-hearted friends

it fits perfectly into la casita

and so do they.


“it is the small things in life which count;

it is the inconsequential leak

which empties the biggest reservoir.”

*charles comiskey

*Charles Comiskey  (1859 – 1931), also nicknamed “Commy” or “The Old Roman”, was an American Major League Baseball player, manager and team owner. He was a key person in the formation of the American League, and was also founding owner of the Chicago White Sox.

worth more.


try as he might

my colleague was not able to convince anyone

to steal from him

or trade with him

 for this monstrosity of a white elephant gift 

that he randomly chose

at our faculty holiday party

it was as huge as a shield, very heavy, and not the most beautiful

(even said on the back that it was microwaveable,

but would not come anywhere near fitting

into any microwave i’ve ever seen,

and was edged in metal)

but we did laugh about it the entire time

and that is certainly worth something. 

‘the manner of giving is worth more than the gift.’      

-pierre corneille

open it.


apparently i have a bit of a reputation for opening my gifts early.

how bad is it when my sister thinks

i may get overexcited

and try to intercept a delivery at the post office?

i’m not worried,  she’ll never know…

p.s. if she happens to be reading this,

i’d just like to say for the record 

that it was already a little bit open when i found it.

kindness, like a boomerang, always returns. ~author unknown



this summer

i’ve so enjoyed

spending time

at home

in my cozy little cottage


family and friends and animals


thinking back


last summer


i set off


a long journey

to see my family

in their home

so far away

and when

i returned

and walked in

i was



when i found

what was waiting for me


on my table

was a basket

of fresh peaches

and muffins

and notes

welcoming me home


they were

filled with

so much

love and caring


a surprise gift

had been

given to me

by my dear friends


in my absence


completed many projects

i had been talking about

for a very long time

mainzer cats

they had planned it all

and worked together

for weeks

husbands, wives, children

to make

my cottage

even more of

a home for me

they had


and shifts

and materials

and money

and sweat

and tools

and time

and hard labor

and they


my daughters

for my


and ideas

and wishes

and dreams

and most of all

what i saw

when i walked in


an incredible act


human kindness



couldn’t believe

what they had done for me


i cried


my daughter


‘mom, all of your stories end with you laughing or crying or sometimes both’


isn’t that the way

 all things should end?


you can’t live a perfect day without doing something for someone who will never be able to repay you.

~john wooden

image credits: leslielane.com, mainzercats

Children remind us to treasure the smallest of gifts, even in the most difficult of times. – Allen Klein




 and even when your special chocolate cupcake melts in the car,

you just stick the candles in sideways,

light them up,

and blow them out.

and you sing in celebration.

and you rename it a molten hot lava cupcake.

and you can then eat that volcanic overflow with a spoon and a smile.