I received an incredible gift from a friend at Christmas. He sent me a box of chocolates from Aix en Provence, France.
The box alone is wonderful. It’s about 2.25″ high, 3.5″ wide and 6″ deep. There is a brass nameplate with my name inscribed on it. One side of the box has a quote from Balzac, in French, and the other side has a line drawing of Notre Dame. The box has a sliding top and when you open it, chocolates are layered in two covered trays.
Daily Archives: January 7, 2004
A Jumble of Things
My ISP is AOL (unfortunately). If you haven’t seen an AOL screen, it pops up little blurbs for you to click on. Tonight, one of the things that caught my eye was a comment about the worst places to live in reference to car insurance. If you live in one of the following ten states, you have the highest insurance bills:
District of Columbia
New Jersey
Massachusetts
New York
Connecticut
Delaware
Nevada
Rhode Island
Louisiana
Arizona
Isn’t it amazing how many of the are in the northeast?
Doctor’s visits
My friend, Jamie, HATES to go to the doctor. Actually, I can’t say I blame her, because she’s had some lulus of visits with the doc. But, today she went. And so did I. No….I didn’t go with her…..I went to my doctor.
It’s frustrating to make up your mind that you need attention and take the step of going to the doc, and then be told that they need to do a phalanx of tests to eliminate the possibilities. And even more frustrating to be handed from doc to doc as you try to find out what’s wrong, because each doc wants to take more tests!
I understand the necessity of the tests. It’s just that those of us who are not in the medical profession want to be able to come in for just one visit and get things corrected and waltz out as good as we were at 20.
It doesn’t work like that.