I was sent on a mission. My boss wants to hand out some treats tomorrow at the realtors meeting – and asked me to get cards and handwrite 25 of the ‘thank you’ variety.
I went to our local Wal-Mart (yes, back again) with my bosses money in my pocket and headed to the card section. I also couldn’t pass up some adorable glittered, holiday stickers. Nothing spruces up an envelope like a bedazzled snowman.
Speaking of snowmen … I was headed out the garden department exit when I spied, with my little holiday eye, a stick.
Only, it was never just a ‘stick’ from the moment I laid eyes on it.
I bent down, scooped it up and held it in front of me like a precious trophy.
I couldn’t wait to get back to the office and show it off.
As I came through the main door, I held out my ‘stick’ and said to the receptionist, “Look what I found!!!”
To which she responded … “A Charlie Brown Christmas tree?”
“No. It’s a snowman’s arm!”
Alright – I’ll try my boss.
“Look what I found!”
He glanced up, “A stick?”
“It’s a snowman’s arm!”
I took my arm and my thank you cards and stickers and disappeared into my office.
A realtor came by.
“Look what I found!” (this time I wasn’t leaving anything to the imagination) “It’s a snowman’s arm!”
“Are you sure it’s not a leg?”
“Snowmen don’t have legs! Well … except for Frosty I suppose … anyway, it’s an arm … and I’m keeping it.”
He left me finishing up my cards and wondering about snowmen legs – and also contemplating the very real possibility that I might be the only one around here that sees bears in clouds and arms in sticks. I don’t think I can be though.
Here’s the arm – you decide.