Hope had a wonderful Thanksgiving. We ate till we were stuffed and then went to the movies to see Jack & Jill. It is a very funny movie.
Today we are all meeting over at my son Wayne's home for a second Thanksgiving. His family had Thanksgiving with his wife's parents yesterday.
Anyway all this going back and forth and telling the neighbors to have a great day made me wonder how do you meet your neighbors. Do you know them?
A jar of pickles is all it takes to meet a neighbor. As you get older, your hands are not as strong as they used to be and it never fails, you are dying for a pickle and you can't get the dang jar to open.
I hadn't lived long in my town house when this problem came up. I remember seeing one of the neighbors had an older son living with her. I took my pickle jar over to the neighbors and rang the door bell.
"Hi, I'm Juanita and I live next door."
"It's nice to meet you. My name is Deborah." Now she is giving me a quizzical look. She looks at the jar of pickles and looks at me.
Thinking back I realize it may have seen strange for your neighbor to arrive at your door with a jar of pickles.
"I was wondering if your son could open this jar of pickles for me?"
Deborah grinned and reached out for the pickles. In a few minutes she had the jar of pickles opened and handed it back to me.
"Wow, thanks, you are one strong woman."
"No, I'm sure you had already loosen it a little."
I took my jar of pickles home and had my snack. Now we visit with each other and talk like crazy.
I have new neighbors on the other side. I may need to have a jar of pickles opened. What do you use to break the ice to meet your neighbors?
Today's blog will be short. I need to get ready for my second Thanksgiving. Hope you found lots of great buys today. I didn't share in it. I sleep late, real late.
See you around the block.