Little Old Mrs. M

After a hearty discussion with a group of friends at a coffee shop, we all headed across town to an outdoor mall where we continued eating and then went shopping for dessert. My dessert came in the form of a stationery store, selling all their wares for 30% off. I spent the equivalent of a full tank of gas. I will continue my seemingly futile attempts at the lost art of the hand written note. Friends who take the time to put pen to paper for me are few and far between, but they hold a special place in my heart . . . and in my home. I save all my personal mail, so if I ever do anything spectacular enough to have a book written about me, my friends' letters will be included, so they will be forever acknowledged as having a key role in my success (or my failure, but if I'm going to dream, it might as well be a good dream!)