Consider This A Binding Promise

Look, I’m tough to buy for, I know this. So yesterday when L’s Mother announced that my Valentine’s Day gift had arrived and that I should open it now, I felt a certain amount of trepidation.

What it was isn’t important. What is important is that it turned out to be the most thoughtful gift I have ever received . . . because after giving it some thought I will from this point forward forevermore provide L’s Mother with a list of things I would actually consider a good gift for me.

This News Increased My Base Tranquility

(Hmmmm . . . lighthearted or more broody today?  Oh, what the heck?  Let’s go with lighthearted.)

So I sent my Dad a cake for the holidays, but since I didn’t have any tracking information, I texted asking him to let me know when/if the package arrived.

His response?

“Houston, the package has landed.  All is well.  Small cake for me, but added pounds for all mankind.”