This morning I was reading the Sunday New York Times and waiting for Mom to get moving so I can fix her breakfast.
The doorbell rings. All the dogs are barking like fiends. Mmmm. Wonder who is here this early.
The UPS delivery man. And this package addressed to Mom:
So I open it to see what she purchased:
Yes, you are reading it correctly. A smushed box of two packages of onion soup.
I am still laughing. And I wondered about the amount of crap that was moved here 3 years ago ~ and I have decided that the only reason Mom and Dad were never featured on an episode of Hoarders is that they moved a bunch of times in their married life. So stuff was disposed of.
Mom is crazy.
Love,
Leslie
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