I got an instant message awhile ago from one of my Virginia friends, Sue. She had read my entry about the egg beater.
She informed me she had just bought a brand new one exactly like the one pictured in my journal. At a thrift store. For twenty-five cents.
She says I can have it.
This reminded me that I have a souvenir from my visit to Mexico two years ago that I intended for her. I never did send it. Yes, I'm a procrastinator. That, and I kept thinking I'd see her, and give it to her personally.
Funny how life works, isn't it?