Spon: www.cailorfleming.com/ https://chickfilasouthernpark.com/ https://www.hbkcpa.com/consultants/james-dascenzo/ Ps33: Blessed the people the Lord chose to be His own.I’m not very high maintenance. Ask around.
I don’t get mani-pedis. I don’t get $200 haircuts. I don’t buy Michael Kors or Coach bags. I’m not a Wal-Mart snob. I think it’s fabulous, paying half price for the same brand name groceries I can get at bigger, chain markets. That being said, I will NOT leave a trip to Buffalo without visiting Wegman’s. Sorry, I LOVE me some Wegman’s, yo. My favorite clothing store is JC Penney…and I frequent the clearance rack. I go to Payless Shoe Source all the time. I’m not into labels. In fact, all I really know from labels is that the ones tagged inside my clothes tend to fall off from being worn for so many years. Seriously, when I need to know something about fancy, high-end fashions or styles, I’ve got to ask my sister, sister-in-law, or girlfriend Chris. I wear the same running shorts I have since before I had Kyle. I’ve changed the seat pad but kept the same rocking chair for the past three decades. People, I have been using the same ice bucket for 25 years. That’s right. It was a wedding present. The rubber rim is quite worn and doesn’t perform it’s one and only function to create a vacuum suction that, you know, keeps the ice from melting. It’s pretty much just a big, decorative cup with a lid at this point. And when I say “decorative” –well, I’m being PK polite. It’s white with pink and blue horizontal stripes circling it. Blech. It’s plastic. It matches nothing. It’s worn and old. It’s, um, kind of hideous, really. It wasn’t even that awesome in its prime, let alone a quarter of a century later. Not really sure what made me register for it in the first place? Hmm. Over the years, I’ve seen much more expensive, lovely, sleek, modern, and practical ice buckets. And chests. And chillers. I’ve seen stainless steel models. And self-closing ones. And crystal ones. And gold-encrusted, engraved ones. I’ve seen ice “tubs” so large they can accommodate an entire case of beer and a bazillion ice cubes. And every time I schlep out the old girl, I invariably think, “Man, I have GOT to chuck this thing!” Yet somehow, I can’t. Why? It’s the bucket that we used the first time we hosted a holiday. As all was chaos around it; there it sat, dutifully chilling. It attended every one of Kyle’s 18th birthday parties when the house was filled with such love and laughter…and food, natch. It bore being manhandled at every single summertime function Kerry and I have hosted in the past 25 years. We used it for the ALS ice bucket challenge…and, in a pinch, to transport frozen or needs-to-stay-cold foods to remote family functions, swim picnics, school fundraisers, and so on and so forth. It’s sort of, family itself, at this point. Honestly? The old girl could very well be me. Sure, she's not as snappy as she was in her youth; she's visibly weathered; she is deeply flawed and imperfect but she is loyal and upright and reliable and stands at the ready, literally living to serve her loved ones in the biggest or smallest of ways, 24/7, 365. And since Kimerer hasn’t traded me in for a new, sleek model, I guess I owe my rickety old ice bucket the same courtesy, Capisce? Happy 25th hon, thanks for the roses ...and keeping me around all this time. I love you a bucket, er, a bushel and a peck…always.
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Ray Melewski
9/2/2020 02:05:30 pm
Great post!
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Lisa
9/2/2020 04:08:02 pm
Happy 25th, God bless u both with plenty of good health, & happiness always💕
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Maria Keklak
9/2/2020 04:23:30 pm
Happy Anniversary! God bless you! :)
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Carolyn DeChurch
9/4/2020 07:00:39 pm
Hugs to you and Kerry❤️😍
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