It will come as no surprise to some of you that I am homesick. It was and is a very big change, going from Western Canada to Eastern Seaboard US. Very big.
A few days ago, I was wallowing in my self-pity for being away from home, and relocating so very far away from my family. My dear husband, Weirddave, being the intuitive man that he is, picked up on my crying and wailing about missing home. He’s so smart.
The other day, he got a phone call from a Canadian doper. He said ‘no, I need someone from Buffalo’ to said doper. I thought ‘Hmm, how odd’, and then filed it away.
This morning when I got up, I saw that there was a sign on our door with our address written on it. Also a ‘hmm’ thing.
Ten minutes before we were supposed to be at an appointment in a town 20 minutes away, he called FedEx to see where his package was. I put the three together and knew he was up to something, but couldn’t fathom what it was.
We left for our appointment, but as we were driving out to the road down our very long driveway, the FedEx truck appeared. Dave got the package from the delivery guy, and brought it to the car. Inside the package was a party pack of TimBits - I think there are 65 or so in the box. I almost started to cry.
TimBits are also known as ‘donut holes’ or Dunkin’s Munchkins. TimBits come from Tim Horton’s, my favourite coffee-and-stuff place. Donuts, sandwiches, great soup, you get the idea. Tim’s is also a Canadian institution, and has only recently been in the US. They have Tim’s in Ohio and selected other states.
I have worked my way through about 20 so far. It’s a shame that my favourite ones don’t stay fresh for more than a few hours at a time, but they could be liver-and-poo flavoured for all I care.
My husband is the best husband ever. And the wonderful guy that sent these to me is no longer a member of the SDMB, so I won’t mention his name - I have thanked him. I am so happy today.
Aren’t I a lucky girl?