Special Delivery

The tracking number stated that my mini chandeliers had been delivered yesterday to my front porch! At 8pm last night I looked again…

Front porch, back porch, neighbor’s porch… no packages.

This morning I pulled up the email to get the customer service phone number and there it was in black and white. Delivered to my old house on Del Monte Avenue.

Panic set in.. The new owners have sprawled “return to sender” on everything they have received with my name on it- even though I left them my email and phone number in case of said scenario.

Something Special

When I was the ripe young age of 21 years old and engaged to my college sweetheart, my mother did something rather out of character for her. She threw an engagement party for us.

Now keep in mind that there was no pinterest in 1978 and no internet for that matter! I was finishing my college degree and typing my final papers on a typewriter that never quite spit out my monkey mind thoughts as fast as I wanted it to. My mother’s parties were always the same- no fancy decorations or new recipes. They usually consisted of the house full of my siblings, their spouses and their children. And even though no “extra” people were invited, we still had to eat in shifts at the dining room table. The house was always full of chatter and love and the table was always groaning under the weight of homemade Lebanese food and the elbows of my handsome and hungry brothers.