If I didn't know better, I might think my boys put a bug in Hick's ear. I'm pretty sure they didn't, because who travels from Pittsburgh to Backroads in a polar vortex bomb cyclone with a BUG in the car? And what postal worker wants to transport ANYTHING on his free time?
Anyhoo... on Christmas Day, Val was the recipient of two (TWO) kindnesses from Hick. As the second holiday meal I served within 17 hours was winding down, desserts were consumed. Hick chose a frozen chocolate pie that we had set out to thaw, eschewing the (3rd) Oreo Cake I had baked, and the storebought cheesecake selection, and The Pony's chocolate chip peanut butter cookies.
Hick sat back down at the table across from me, with the entire pie, as I was turned sideways speaking to The Pony, who was helping by putting away food.
"Did you say you wanted some chocolate pie for your dessert?"
"Uh huh."
"About this size?"
"Yeah."
Hick slid that plated pie slice across the table to me!
"Here. Have this one."
I almost fainted! Hick never serves me pie!
But wait! That's not all! After Hick returned from driving The Pony home around 4:30, he went down to the basement. He trudged up the steps slowly, WITH MY UNDERDESK HEATER! Hick took that little electric radiator to the kitchen, and plugged it in under the table!!!
As I type this at 9:58 on Christmas night, I am toasty warm, and my heart is melting.
Perhaps all the mental messages I've been sending have finally reached him? If so, the basement stairs railing might be next.
ReplyDeleteI will gladly give you credit, but I don't anticipate the railing, even though Hick himself is now clinging to the wall and upper floor while descending those 13 rail-less steps.
DeleteMerry Christmas to you! Wonder of wonders!
ReplyDeleteThanks! I'm still reeling from my two "gifts!"
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