A towel turban wrapped my still wet hair when I heard the phone ringing downstairs. As Paul answered, I could tell by his tone and laughter that this was a call from someone he knew well. I couldn't resist poking my head out of the bedroom and looking down at him with a quizzical expression, to see who was calling so early in the morning.
"Oh, she's right here Rob," Paul said, "Just hold on a minute," and he held out the phone as I came down the stairs, rather glad that Rob doesn't yet have that laptop, and wasn't calling on Skype. Of course his son John, just assured me on Face Book that even if his dad had got a laptop last week, he would not have taken it out of the box yet! "Ha ha," I said, "Too true!"
I heard my brother's voice, "Belinda, I just had to call to tell you your card and photos arrived! They came through the letter box this morning, and it was just as if you had popped them through. They weren't bent, even slightly."
He was absolutely thrilled with them--a little "red herring."
I have a stash of treasured old family photos and I decided to have 8 x 10 copies made of about 20 of them for some close family members. I was going to take Rob's set with me for his birthday, but last week I decided to send them first, with his birthday card, so that he would think that this was his birthday surprise.
Rob was SO happy with them. "Belinda, you couldn't have got me a better present," he went on.
I thought, "Wait until Saturday!!!!"
How much more exciting can this be? My case is on the floor and rapidly filling up. It contains Maple Cream cookies for a certain family of friends;
Benny Bully's for Bruce, and an assortment of other treasures!
Bursting in Bond Head, signing off for now.