Lisette completed her second day at Sesame Street Magazine last Wednesday. She may not have a badge or an email account yet, but she's already baking cookies for the staff. My co-workers threw a baby shower for me that day. I was forced to lie—over and over—as Kama insisted I must have known about it. Of course I did. Lisette told Annie, who then told me. And I'm glad. Who really likes surprises anyway? Aside from the time I asked Mom months in advance if she could please arrange for a surprise birthday party for me, who ever really wants such a thing? What if I was wearing a bad outfit?
Lisette, your cookies, by the way, were a hit. Everyone was commenting on them. It felt a little awkward to hear at first, but I have to admit your cookies are nice.
I can't remember if I was actually surprised on my 9th birthday, but it's lovely to remember the bit of trouble Mom went through to arrange my stay at Granny's the night before, so Granny could bring me home to a little old surprise party for Mary!
1 comment:
Gosh, Mary...I DO remember that "surprise" and only hope you weren't wearing a bad outfit when you came home from Granny's.
Lisette: you might want to remain on your good behavior ( as in keep those goodies coming) lest you find "Smelly" replacing your name plate. I mean, things might look good now, but I well remember the many, many times Mary chased you out of her room and down the stairs when she was trying to study; you were that annoying. Life between the 2 of you is nothing if it isn't about constant payback.
So wisen up, Listte, because SS is Mary's turf.
But gosh, how fun it must be for the both of you on Wednsdays!
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