Sunday, January 04, 2009
A New Year's Funny
Right before I left for Christmas in Utah, my sweet friend Vanessa left me a Christmas surprise on my doorstep with a kind note. To be totally honest, I wasn't quite sure what it was. It looked like baking chocolate, but wasn't cut into squares. I asked Michael and Ben what they thought--they said fudge. It was even marbled--and looked delicious.I saved it for a New Year's treat. Then one day this week while working from home, I suddenly remembered the chocolatey surprise and I hopped up from my laptop and cut off a slice. It smelled surprisingly like cinnamon. Neat. I popped it into my mouth.
Nope. Not cinnamon. Not fudge OR baking chocolate. Nothing of the sort.
Soap. It was a bar of beautiful homemade soap, the kind that makes you really really clean. And you generally enjoy the cleaning process with that stuff.
Needless to say I grabbed everything I could think of to get the taste out of my mouth--lots and lots of chips. I settled on a lunch of chicken noodle soup, broccoli and garlic (my new favorite use of garlic!), and cheese toasted bagels.
Rob and Matthew seemed to think that I just got a whole year of free cussing for EATING soap, not just washing my mouth out with it. I can't figure out if that means 2008 or 2009?
Thanks, Vanessa--for the great soap AND the great story! Love you and MISS you!