A little story

I woke up early this morning, I'm propped up here in bed with my kitty's and hubby and box of tissues. Yesterday I HAD to go to the Christmas party. They keep track of who shows up...my daughter offered to drive me up to Portland (she really just wanted to go to Ikea! lol) So that was nice. I am so fortunate to have a daughter as a best friend. I have had a chance to read some wonderful stories here in blog land...I thought I'd share a short one. One year my brother was going to be coming home from Collage. My mom had bought a huge box of chocolates for the occasion...now, that was a BIG thing!! We never had deserts, or TV in our family.
I found the box of chocolates hiding up in my parents closet...so for two weeks I would sneak in and take down that beautiful box of candy, I would take out a few pieces, turned them over, dig out and eat the insides************AND PUT THEM BACK!! Then my brother came home, mom asked me to get this box of chocolate. OH! What was I thinking???? So I brought it to the living room. It got passed around.....the room got quiet. Mom was quiet shocked...I HAD to confess, there wasn't anyone else to blame it on!! ...There was a lot of laughing!! I didn't even get in trouble. Needless to say, it was never forgotten and always the topic at a get-together.**********************************************Thank you all for all your kindness about being sick! I think I'm on the mend!