Day 98
Red telephone in
Candy and Carl’s bedroom
This
Cookie Jar Sweet Memory I just plain
old don’t remember.
I asked the girls about it; they report that
when we built our Maeystown home that I used a royal, deep reddish-maroon
thick, regal plush carpet in our bedroom and did not want a black phone. The
local “Hooterville” provider announced that I could get the accoutrement in
“red”.
The
girls say that I was delighted with that result!? Okay! If they say so?
When we first read this “Memory” and I could
not recall the incident, I told the girls that I would concoct a “big” story
about how Carter and the Kremlin each had a “red” phone so I got one, too. That
way, El Presedente could call me when he needed advice! Go ahead! Laugh!
My
spouse and progeny did not find my dis-respect amusing, either. Oh! Well!
Maybe---if
I had hidden the “red” phone…inside a desk drawer!?
Can somebody
please answer the “red” phone?
Ah! Cookie Jar “ring-ring” Sweet Memories!
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