Wednesday May 13th 2009, 11:56 am
Filed under: Friends

My doorbell just rang: my next-door neighbor, box in hand.

I instantly knew what that meant–they did it again?

Sandy told me that UPS had come in the ten minutes she wasn’t home and she returned to find this box, which she wasn’t expecting, and when she looked at the return address, then she REALLY wasn’t expecting! But then, oh. It was addressed to me. Silly UPS, they did it again. That’s the second time they’ve left something at her house that was supposed to be mine.

I looked at the return address and went wow, and then, hey, Sandy, you want to stay here while I open this? Heh.

No, no, she grinned, starting to scurry away from it.

We got into a conversation, though, about how her kids are doing; always good to hear.  And about how she was doing.  I love how the UPS guy promotes neighborliness–I’ll have to tell him thank you some time.

I brought the box inside and told Michelle what had just happened. I held it out for her to read the return address, her eyes got big, she grinned and she grabbed it and held it away from me, going, “Mine!”

imgp76181Hey you.  Gimme that.

Then she offered to help with the packaging tape on the inner container. Okay, back up a moment here: I was at Trader Joe’s yesterday and asked the folks there, Where’s the Scharffenberger? I came to stock up on Scharffenberger and I don’t see any!

Oh, we discontinued that about three weeks ago.

But, but–then where do I get my Scharffenberger fix?! I thought, Trader Joe’s, how could you?  Don’t you know, I was standing there in this store when you got your very first shipment ever, watching your employee open that box, getting the very first bars off the top you ever sold?  That’s my chocolate!

And guess what shows up on my doorstep. Wrapped in reusable icepacks and a styrofoam cooler, with instructions as to where to recycle the styrofoam once it gets just too old to keep using.

Scharffenberger. 48 5g squares, one non-guilty-size bite at a time.  Extra dark, bittersweet, and semisweet.  Could there BE a more perfect form of chocolate?  The note inside was signed, “Chocolate is as important as humor.  –Don”

Wow. I’m speechless (you know one doesn’t talk with one’s mouth full.)  This is beyond cool. Thank you, Don!!

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How wonderful! Isn’t it great to get (good) surprises?

Comment by Momo Fali 05.13.09 @ 12:15 pm

Hooray for surprises! I’ve never had this particular chocoate, but with your excitement I must truly be missing something! Go savor a couple bites for me. 🙂 Kudos to Don also!

Comment by TripletMom 05.13.09 @ 1:06 pm

I want to be Don’s friend!

Comment by Sonya 05.13.09 @ 1:33 pm

Heh. I think Don knows there is a corollary to Wilson’s Law that runs “when you find you really like something, the only local store that carries it will discontinue carrying it.”

Comment by Margo Lynn 05.13.09 @ 2:27 pm

oh Don – I love your humor but dang you just really won me over with this one — what a GREAT friend!!

Comment by rho 05.13.09 @ 2:52 pm

Yummy! Are you going to ration the chocolate? I say eat to your heart’s delight. How sweet (no pun intended here…hehe) of Don!

Comment by Joansie 05.13.09 @ 3:23 pm

Good Heavens! What could I possibly say? I mean ..

Well, I could leave a joke:
I don’t know if this really true, but… A few years ago there was a skier on the U.S. olympic ski team by the name of Picabo Street. (That part is true.) Someone suggested that if she ever worked in the intensive care unit of a hospital, she could answer the phone, “Picabo, ICU”

Comment by Don Meyer 05.13.09 @ 3:32 pm

Guilt free sized dark chocolate. And timely, too. What a great day!

Comment by Ruth 05.13.09 @ 5:59 pm

Wow! What a nice surprise!
I’m slobberin’. 😉

Comment by Toni Smoky-Mountains 05.13.09 @ 6:26 pm

Yumm, “mail in” chocolate. Life is good.

Comment by Henya 05.13.09 @ 7:03 pm

The man may not know yarn but he sure knows chocolate! Mmmmmmm.

Comment by LynnM 05.13.09 @ 11:56 pm

Enjoy the Chocolate one square at a time 🙂
By the way, Wal-Mart odes the same thing…For Example you and most everybody who shops there buys Friskies Cat food this week then when you go back next week to get your cat food its gone and the associate in the pet dept says “Oh it was a poor seller so was taken out of inventory” and tells you to call the Home office to complain.

Comment by Danielle from SW MO 05.14.09 @ 4:34 am

Can I get on Don’s mailing list?
And TJ’s: I’ll go picket with you if you want me to.

Comment by karin 05.14.09 @ 4:45 am

No coincidences. 😉 Hooray for Don! (And he even sent enough to share. Kudos!)

Comment by Channon 05.14.09 @ 6:08 am

I can smell it from here, sigh. Enjoy!
It like lipstick you know, after searching for the perfect shade for 4 years you find it, only to be told when you go to replace your dwindling tube that your favorite shade has been disconnected.~ ~Ahrisha~ ~

Comment by Ahrisha 05.14.09 @ 7:05 am

Yum! Enjoy it! What a great surprise!

Comment by Alicia 05.14.09 @ 7:26 am

Don, you rock :-}

Comment by Diana Troldahl 05.14.09 @ 10:55 am

I’m not a chocolate person but I AM a dark chocolate person. I’m coming over to savor one square. OMG! My mouth is actually watering!

Comment by Robin 05.14.09 @ 2:48 pm

Wow, what a good friend! – gifts of humor and chocolate…that’s a very good friend! 🙂 I wonder if Don would like more good friends. 🙂
Hope you enjoy your chocolate…and all the warm feelings of friendship that came with your pkg.
Best wishes,

Comment by Abby 05.14.09 @ 6:40 pm

Neighbourly indeed! Chocolate delivered to your doorstep. Yum………..

Comment by Carol 05.15.09 @ 11:05 am

will knit for chocolate!

Comment by susan 05.15.09 @ 5:20 pm

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