My Heart’s On Fire

Still love Passenger. (You can dig through all my posts, but he also has a youtube channel)

On the Other Hand… Valentine’s Day has its Merits

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I walked in from lunch today to see a massive box resting on my chair. I expected it to be the order of mini-books I had printed for an upcoming event until I saw a telltale gold sticker on the box–Scialo Brothers Bakery on Federal Hill in Rhode Island.
I grinned and nearly tore the box apart with my teeth because I knew this was waiting for me:
That would be about two or three pounds of Italian cookies, signed with love from a “secret admirer.” I called Pasco and he answered on the first ring.

“Pa, you wouldn’t believe this, but I just received a big box of cookies from your favorite bakery.”
“Really? What a coincidence! Who do ya think sent those??”
“I don’t know, but he sure is sweet!”
“Some guido musta sent you those.”
“I think you’re right, Pa, and I think this guido is a keeper.”

And he is.

If You Were Wondering, Ethel is Doing Just Fine

You may remember the nugget we plucked out of a tree back on a rainy night in October. She was far too young to be away from mommy and terrified of us. Naturally, Leisel and I were thrilled to have a baby. It was decided that if she could survive those first few weeks being snuggled to death, she would do nicely at The Villa. She did, in fact, survive all the squeezes and kisses and now rules the roost. We still snuggle her when we can get our hands on her, which isn’t often, as she is constantly darting around and climbing doorways and occasionally dangling from our legs by her very sharp kitten claws. Charmin, it turns out, is her biggest foe, and she takes great pleasure in ripping that unraveling monster to fluffy shreds. She also has a soft spot for Downton Abbey, which solidifies her place as one of the girls here.