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October 29, 2007
How Close Friends Know They’re Aging
My Artistic Friend had a birthday last week. I keep a stash of things I pick up during the year to give as gifts, but as I started to wrap her present, I had a sinking feeling that I’d given her the same thing last year.
So I called her.
Artistic Friend: “Hello?”
Absentminded Me: “Happy Birthday! I was wondering, did I give you something having to do with chickens for your birthday last year?”
AF: (mystified) “Like a casserole?”
Me: “No, more like something that features chickens doing things.”
AF: “I don’t think so. But don’t feel bad; two other friends have called since Friday wondering if they’d already given me the new Frank Stitt cookbook
That made me feel somewhat better.
The book I gave her was Bitter with Baggage Seeks Same: The Life and Times of Some Chickens
It’s hilarious and a perfect gift for your friends. What, did you think I was going to give her a statue of a chicken or something?
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October 29th, 2007 at 10:43 pm, Jodi with the toddler and triplets Says:
I’m definitely adding this to my gift closet. I clicked your link and browsed the rest of that page. For what occasion would “The Book of Bunny Suicides” be appropriate?
November 1st, 2007 at 2:10 pm, Tiffany Says:
Cool book! And call me a freak, but I like the statue of the chicken.