Back to the moping and the sad

I got an email from Harry and David, my go-to site for gift baskets and such. Although I do not need anything right now, the message sparked my memory about how we decided that those Fruit of the Month deals would be good gifts for the elder generation ("we" meaning I suggested, Nic agreed, and we informed by brother that we were implementing the idea). I ordered one for my great-aunt and one for my grandmother. Mimi's cancer treatments were making her lose weight so a gift of food might be good. Nanna wasn't watching her diet as she should and the doctor wanted her to lose some weight, so fresh fruit (good fresh fruit, I might add- have you ever gotten a H&D basket? they are awesome!) would be beneficial. The following year, long about Halloween, I got a mailing from Harry and David with a list of people to whom I sent gifts the previous Christmas. I had the option to check off each recipient and send them the same deal with a greeting. Nic and I were happy that our shopping was done so quickly, the relatives were happy because, seriously- this fruit is good. One of the health care workers told me how excited Mimi got everytime the package was delivered, and how she loved to share each month's selections. I called Harry and David to try to remove Mimi's name from my gift list, and I explained my reason. The problem is, the only way the customer service representative can't just remove the listing on a gift list unless I am placing a new gift order- the computer won't give her that option. So much for avoiding the awkward reminder come holiday time...


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    Hubby- aka DH My husband since 1995. He is the head of the band department at a college prep school, and dabbles as a wanna-be pop star.

    The Princess- aka DD. Third grader at the local parochial school. Loves butterlies, sparkly things, the color purple and has recently developed a crush on one of the twins from "The Suite Life of Zach and Cody". Is ready for her teenage years, having already perfected her exasperated sigh and dramatic eye-roll.

    Hoss- aka DS1. Kindergartener and resident spirited child. His aunt likes to call him "the evil genius" because of his penchant for letting a lack of intellectual stimulation lead him into mischief. Likes trucks, sports, building things and burping. His current favorite word is "underwear."

    Lil Joe- aka DS2. Born in 2003. Doesn't say much we can understand, but has mastered the important stuff ("eat!", "Wash hands!", "Want chocolate ones!", "Hockey game!") Likes to push buttons, much to the consternation of whoever is trying to watch a DVD. Firmly refuses to use the potty, despite evidence that he is physically ready to be out of diapers, indicating a level of stubborn that eclipses even that of his parents and siblings.

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