On my birthday, my daughter told me she had realized (duh!) that she could order my present on line and didn't have to wait until she returned to New Orleans to buy it. So - it was on its way though it would be late. That's fine, honey. And I promptly forgot about that part of the conversation.
Today Dean came upstairs from the office with a package in his hand.
Pralines! They bought me New Orleans pralines!! There is no way to tell you in writing how excited I am about this. Oh Yum!!! I Love pralines - the original and creamy (not the sticky caramel ones). Pralines, pralines, I have pralines!! One of the original ones has already disappeared. You didn't really expect me to sit here and wait until after dinner, did you? The dilemma: eat them all at once or slowly, slowly savor them. I think I will find an in between time because after all now I have the website and can order my own. Plus I have told her she can give me pralines anytime. They are never to say, "Oh, we can't give mom pralines again." Oh yes you can!! Anytime. Yum!!