It's all over but the crying. Maybe not even crying. Our ever-so-brief run here in The Land Of My Birth has concluded, and we are back off to our current burg.
What a whirlwind! Brief family visits, a wedding, some BBQ - a swell time had by all - but now we must return to work and reality - where humble family members won't be graciously serving us meals in bed, bringing cold beverages out to our deck chairs, nor fluffing our pillows before bedtime.
No one to pre-warm our underwear in the morning. No longer will our hosts test our food before we eat it, like they used to do for visitors in olden times.
Once again, we will no longer enjoy bedtime stories read to us, before we drifted off to sleep in our room. Those nightly foot massages will truly be missed...
So long, Winnipeg. We will once again return, but for now we must leave you - although these towels we packed will remind us of you frequently. The frogs will sell quickly on e-Bay, I think.
Chow for now!
4 comments:
OMG! There will be a lineup of relatives now...thanks Mr. Can't wait to head west, we shall upgrade our towels then and, I'd trade a frog for a chicken anyday...
Hey!
Actually, you would be more than welcome to depart with a certain unruly piece of poultry :-)
What a coincidence?! Charlie happens to be looking for a new home!
And BTW Mr., the pre-warming of your underwear was ALL you! No one did that for you! (Sheesh!)
Must be Holland
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