Yesterday, I pulled up my contacts and sent an email to a neighbor saying we’ve moved next door and will have her over as soon as the dining room is operational and we get rid of the remaining boxes.
My husband had been pulled into her grand-daughter’s birthday party and he came across the hall and got his balloon kit and made every girl her own balloon, including Wile E Coyote. The thank-you card will be framed (when I find it) and hung in his office. It is a work of art with each girl drawing herself with her balloon.
A few years ago I thanked BBQU Grillmeister Steven Raichlen for one of his recipes and heard back from his assistant, Nancy. She was automatically added to my address list on my MacBook.
So who did I send this email to? Steven Raichlen’s assistant, Nancy. She called and asked who I was and we talked for some time and promised to keep in touch. No, it’s not my neighbor, Nancy, but these kinds of mistakes are fate.
I love Steven Raichlen, watch him often and have a couple of his books. When I sent her an email, I said I was going out to turn on our grill, clean the grates, oil them and cook us burgers! Lessons from the master, turn lemons into lemonade, or perhaps charred lemon slices on a piece of salmon with a lemongrass seasoning paste…….. Mistakes can be good, taste good anyways! Dee