. . . my wish for you . . .

. . . let me just say that
things did not go well at all
re: my last wish . . .
. . . now, though, i guess
it's time to move on . . .
. . . so, today my wish is that
you all have a neighbor like mine . . .
. . . one who makes
insanely amazing carmel apples . . .
. . . and always gives you one
when you take your grandkids
trick or treating at her house . . .
. . . who actually makes.her.own.carmel . . .
{what a great idea ~ no time wasted unwrapping
those pesky little kraft cubes}
. . . and then she rolls it in pecans,
and good quality chocolate . . .
. . . and THEN artfully
drizzles white chocolate over that . . .
. . . honestly, just when
you think things
can't possibly get any better,
she'll agree to take
your son's christmas package
with her in the car
on her vacation to mexico,
and she'll mail it from there ~
hopefully avoiding a little of
the "customs" delay . . .
. . . that, my friends, is my wish for you . . .