In my next box to the Tax-chick Nest, I will include some Lego odds and ends and bits and pieces. A grab-bag, if you will.
I thought for sure I sent you a book when I sent the last box, but I ran across it this morning, complete with bookmark...Both of which will go into the box with the Legos.
The neighbor Tom, with the dog Jasper, was moved into hospice this weekend. He does NOT look good, and I doubt he will be coming back. No clue on what will happen to Jasper-the-Schnauzer. (Sometimes, I hate living in “Senior Housing.”)
Somebody shipped me a box of loose Legos once. When I opened the box, they had assembled themselves into a Lego grandfather clock.