PRACTICAL PARSIMONY: Sorry, Cella Surprise

Monday, December 15, 2014

Sorry, Cella Surprise

only chocolate covered cherries I will eat

As I left in a hurry, I stopped short because there was a package in the way. I took it with me because I just knew it had to be something good. As I drove, I struggled to open the tape with my keys. Finally, I drove with one hand and yanked some newspaper out. Ooooh, pieces of chocolate nestled in the crumpled newspaper. So, I attacked those and tried to drive. Then, I started snatching things out as I drove. Wow, a pretty box to open. I did, and this is what I found. My one thought--I will save this until Christmas Day.

Now, everybody knows I love the Cella Chocolate Covered Cherries. So, I was not surprised the giver chose these for me. An envelope contained a donation. The Christmas card contained a generous donation check to help with my water problem...yay. Then, I read the card--do not open package until Christmas Day. Ooops, I broke a cardinal rule--open and read card first. Where are my manners? How many times did I enforce this with my children? sigh

Oh, yeah, hand sanitizer for my days without water. Well, water is on but things don't work. And, I still owe money, lots of money.

Now, I could have the 12 Days of Christmas going if I could get about 11 more of these. Who care about ladies dancing and lords leaping? Just introduce them. They will settle down and find other things to do.

Thanks generous friend for the monetary help and Cella cherries. You may reveal yourself if you wish.
xoxo

Your turn
What candy would you want in a box on your steps?

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Elephant's ChildDecember 15, 2014 at 6:45 PM
I love that you got a treat.
I would like (love) a box of mangoes left on the step. Bliss.
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Janie JunebugDecember 15, 2014 at 7:13 PM
I want dark chocolate, the bitter kind from Europe. I'm glad you received a gift and a donation. I put your water update on my Facebook page.

Love,
Janie
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Jason and MichelleDecember 15, 2014 at 8:12 PM
How's the hot water tank
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Anne in the kitchenDecember 16, 2014 at 12:55 AM
I want to find a package of my Dad's fudge. It was the best fudge I have ever eaten. Though he made it off and on, every year when the Wizard of Oz was on television, he made it and sat between my sister and me while we ate it to keep us safe from the flying monkeys. Dad is still with us, but is not in shape to make it any longer, and I have his recipe and can duplicate it, but nothing is more special than the memory of him serving us his fudge on little china plates.
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LindaDecember 16, 2014 at 10:11 AM
Anne,
That is sweet. My children have the memory of eating chocolate chip cookies on a blanket over the carpet when Disney movies were on. Yes, I know that Chips Ahoy don't quite measure up to fudge your father made. Now, you can make him fudge. Thanks for that sweet memory.
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Sonya AnnDecember 16, 2014 at 10:29 AM
What a wonderful, wonderful surprise!
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LL Cool JoeDecember 16, 2014 at 12:10 PM
What a great surprise! I wouldn't want any chocolate, but I'd love it if someone left me a load of retro sweets. Like Sherbet Lemons and Rhubarb and Custard or Cough candies!
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Fancy is my favorite hen. She is one of the three youngest hens I adopted. Because she is so gentle and friendly, she may be the one I rescued when she was being pecked to death after she could no longer stand. She got to live in the house in a box. Sometimes, I let her sit in my lap while she was convalescing. Now, she comes to sit in the swing with me, cuddling up to my body like a cat or dog. She died in February 2012.

Fancy follows me begging, complaining, needing me to do for her. She talks to me in various voices. She allows me to pick her up and carry her. When she became an adult, her head was a darker red and her body was light brown. Around her neck were tips of black feathers. It appeared she had a necklace of jet around her neck. When I showed this characteristic to a friend, he said, "Oh, you have fancy chickens and plain chickens."

Chessie has a broken toe. I broke it! She had a habit of jumping really high and almost sticking. A raccoon ate her in October 2009.

Thelma is the blonde. She is also the largest hen and the alpha hen. I suspect the gigantic eggs are from her. She often squats and presents herself to me. She is top hen, but I suspect she knows she had better be deferent to top feeder of the flock--me.

Louise is the auburn-feathered hen. She looks like the true Rhode Island Reds in pictures. She is almost as large as Thelma. Some days I suspect she is trying to be top chicken. When I got Pepper, I found out Louise is the Alpha hen.

Pepper came here from the same home as the first four. We were discussing putting red pepper on their food, wondering if it really would increase egg production. Pepper is the only name we agreed on. She is terrorized each day by Louise. Even after the worst was over, she was and is still filled with terror and very wary.

Linda is owned by four hens. They allow her to fetch for them. She loves them dearly, so she allows them to boss her around. Linda comes out in the rain to perform chores for them and make sure they have food and water. She begs scraps from all sorts of places to make sure they have fresh fruits and vegetables.

Parsimony is not a vegetable

Parsimony is extreme care in spending money. Stick around and learn about my random thoughts on accomplishing goals economically--dumpster diving aka safari, gleaning, do-it-yourself, sewing tips, recipes, and whatever is happening in my life.

Okay so maybe "parsimony" is not your thing. How about thrift, frugality or just plain saving money? I try not to go the tightwad route as that seems to imply others will suffer from my habits.

Some of my not-spending habits have very much been a part of my lifelong habits. Other habits are newly acquired and are an extension of my lifelong not-spending habits.

I am very imaginative when it comes to substituting or making instead of buying. I will tell you about making a heater for the chickens' water. Not one dime was spent since I had everything I needed right in my basement.

Practicality must rear its head alongside parsimony. For example, I will use the dryer in bad weather or because of allergies in the spring. But, I will not wash clothes in a tub as long as I have a washing machine or can find one.

You may hear more about my four Rhode Island Red hens than you care to hear. They lay delicious brown eggs.

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Monday, December 15, 2014

Sorry, Cella Surprise

14 comments: