A birthday present arrived last night from my cousin in Edmonton; due to the Canadian postal strike ( read more here) she had no choice but to use an express courier service to send it. I can only imagine the cost and am touched by her thoughtfulness. (More on our lifelong friendship here … )
We don’t routinely “do” birthday gifts but she assured me that this was just a little something and hinted that she was sure I would enjoy it. She knows me well and knows exactly what would bring me delight. What could it be?
Black licorice candy? New books? Mathew McConaughey? (Come to think of it, I’ve always loved cowboys … but I digress).
Ok … back to the gift… Carefully I opened the box, undid the ribbons and tore back the tissue paper. I gasped with delight when I saw what it was: something I cannot buy here and that which causes me to drool whenever she mentions it. (other than Mathew McConaughey that is).
It’s my very own 32 oz can of TIM HORTON’S Coffee!!
*** Thank you! Thank you! ***
What she didn’t know is that the timing of this package couldn’t be better; I’ve laid out the day in front of me, hubbs is off on a golf outing, the boy is working and even the dog is headed to the groomer. Why is this important you ask? Because I finally have the perfect weather (dry & cool) for a long-awaited date with my carpet scrubber and having a pot of grade-A Timmies is just what’s needed to keep me going today!! I’m getting my work done this morning and this afternoon am heading outside with my books to be a ‘lady of leisure” … yay! If only I were reading a cowboy romance novel …