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Porch pirates

 I love how the holidays bring out the best and worst in people.  I wish it was just the best but we can't appreciate one without the other.  So they say.

I ordered a handcrafted personalized leather cigar holder, travel humidor from a leatherworker in the Ukraine for Bill as his main gift. He is a cigar smoker, obviously.  I usually see him shove the cigars into the inside of his coat pocket.  I thought this would be a little bougie for him.  This man is very difficult to buy for because he has very expensive taste and he buys everything he wants.

I've been in contact with the seller back and forth and was notified the package was delivered.  Except it wasnt.  So round and round we go with tracking and i see it was delivered to the wrong address.  At least it wasn't porch pirates, but now i have to go knock on the door of the address clearly shown and hope they are honest and give it to me.  For me, it was an expensive gift, and i cannot afford to replace it.

Even his underwear is expensive.  And i wasn't buying him that. I did get him a few other things that i've heard him say he wants, like loose tea (and a thingy to put it in) and some special chocoates he likes.  Nothing earth shattering, but i did put a lot of thought into what he would use, and like.  He hates waste.  I got him a big christmas stocking, and i will wrap his gifts and put it all in the stocking.

I might drop it off tonight after i wrap presents so he can have it there Christmas eve and day while i am with my family.  Next year, when we are still together, I will want him to share Christmas with my family.  That will all be different again because my son and his wife are having a baby.  

I am going to be a grandmother of 2!!!  I am beyond excited that they decided to have a child.  I can't wait to meet the new addition to our family.  I will be spoiling this baby as much as I do Zoe Margaret.  It is still early, and they are being cautious but I did buy a tiny christmas stocking with a big "B" on it for "baby".  They can hang it on their tree as a reminder that the baby shared Christmas with us before it was born.  I did that when i was pregnant with my daughter and i loved hanging it every year.  Now she has it.  And now my son and his wife will have one too!!

Yesterday I saw a friends husband in the hallway at work.  We gave each other a big hug and chatted for a few minutes.  He told me "Wow you have slimmed down a lot MB!  wow"  which is a very nice way to acknowledge my wieght loss.  I was very happy.  No one really says anything to me about it and i had begun  to wonder if i was the only one who noticed.

Shallow, i know.  But more importantly, i feel a lot better.  



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