I’m sitting here, wading through the gobs of goodies that are left (mostly from good folks on my mail route), eating the last of Mom’s wonderful burbon balls and wondered what ya’ll are still enjoying? Or what you’ve got still laying around that just needs a decent burial?
I had to hit the market this afternoon for some goodies, as I have mowed through all the chocolates and cookies (biscuits) and shortbreads I received for Xmas. If you are suffering from excess chocolate that needs a good home, we could come to an arrangement, perhaps …
djm
Never!
We had to grocery shop today as well. What cookies are left are a bit stale. Pie doesn’t tend to last long around here. In fact, I got some granny smiths on the whimsical notion that I might make another one before the girls have to go back to school.
NO.
In fact I’m running out of chocolate and it’s quite distressing. And I hope mom hasn’t thrown away my birthday cake yet (I wasn’t hungry on my birthday. Too much fried chicken and shrimp. BUT I AM NOW)
I didn’t get home from work tonite until 10 PM ~ the boys had all gone out for burgers, and there were only a few bites of turkey and some black olives in the fridge. Only a couple pieces of peppermint bark in the tin in the living room.
Cripes!
What happened to all that good stuff???
M
Tired of goodies? Are you kidding?
We’ve gotten through most of the chocolate. NO ONE has given any fruitcake!!! Bitterly disappointed. My mother in law and I would graze happily on the stuff for days.
We received several chocolate items for Christmas, so we have a secret cache that we don’t put out in view. The grandkids are satisfied with Hershey’s kisses. I did receive a chocolate gift that I didn’t like from my brother. It was supposed to be a special treat that they picked up at a tourist shop in New Mexico. We had to lie and say that we loved it. I didn’t want to say that we threw it away. Re-gifting was out of the question.
Cowtime mentions getting food items from her rural postal customers. It reminds me of my grandfather, who for many years was a rural carrier in Indiana. Whenever one of his customers slaughtered a hog, they always gave him cracklings, which we all loved. It wouldn’t be on my diet now, but as a kid, I thought they were terrific. Today I give my city postal carrier cash, and I haven’t heard any complaints. I figure that he gets enough cookies and fudge. He gave us a note, thanking us for the gift. I noticed that he obeyed the postal rules and put a 39 cent stamp on the envelope. You would think that he could deliver a thank note without having to put on a stamp, but rules are rules. That’s how the U S Post Office operates.
The Weekender made the poor choice of joining Weight Watchers in early November. Actually, I didn’t “join” so much as honor the birthday request of the other Weekender. I was doin’ pretty good for a while there.
I am a fugitive for today and last Saturday. I can’t bear it (the weigh-in). I’ll seem 'em next year. For obvious reasons.
My wife has eaten nearly all the Thornton’s Chocolate Champagne Truffles.
There are still chocolate ornaments on the tree, but fewer than there were.
I’m sworn off chocolate since it aggravates my arthritis and gives me pains in my knees. Don’t really miss the chocolate as such, but miss having something sweet from time to time. I may take a regular supply of Liquorice Allsorts. None of the rest of the family like liquorice, so they won’t mess with my stash.
Today I give my city postal carrier cash, and I haven’t heard any complaints.
Actually, I suspect that your city carrier is ignoring some rules by keeping cash gifts. 
I would think your carrier has similar rules to ours-
Rural Carrier’s rules specifically state we are “not to accept cash in any form or amount as gifts”. I give back gift cards and cash every year, always with a thank you for the thought but explaning that it is prohibided.
We are allowed to accept food, items, etc. only if they have little value- specifically under $20. I do always write a thank you immediately, when I pick something up, that way I don’t forget. And like your grandfather, I get seasonal things all through the year- apples, flowers to plant,sweet corn. One man always gives me a very heavy bag of turnips each fall.