May you all have wonderful holidays. Greetings to each of you whatever occasion you observe.
xoxo Granny Annie
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Our courtship was perfect. Filled with flowers, jewelry, cards, and candy.
Always chocolate candy. As the years went by, the other gifts may have fallen
by the wayside but never the candy because we both had a passion for chocolate.
It was the gift we could give each other on any occasion and know it would be hit. It troubled us so to have such chocolate addiction that Ron suggested we should
try some herbal product that would curb our appetite for chocolate. My response
was, “Then why go on living?” We agreed and continued topping all our celebrations
with special chocolate goodness.
I sure miss my Candy Man:-(