O-ho the Wells Fargo Wagon is a-comin' down the street, Oh please let it be for me! O-ho the Wells Fargo Wagon is a-comin' down the street, I wish, I wish I knew what it could be!
Well, today we had three boxes, all full of exciting things.
One of them had five packages of freshly made sausages just ready to go into our next cassoulet.

The third box contains a mini towel warmer, just like the ones they have in spas; you know, the mysterious source of all those hot moist towels they use when you get a massage or a facial. The local Chinese restaurant also gives them to customers before a meal, and Ben and I love them. I told Ben after he had done all that shoveling in the big snow storm that we should take the money we didn't spend on a shoveling crew and buy a towel warmer. And that's what we did.
You see that we haven't opened this box yet. It's way too special to rush. Without discussing it, we held off opening it until we had time to relish the experience. For the moment, we're all satisfied just to know that this fabulous toy is in the house.
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