The Thought That Counts

Dear Friends, Dear Family,

On this Valentine's day I went to "Baker and Spice" to buy you heart shaped cookies. My options included ginger bread, sugar coated, chocolate springled and then some. But then I had to leave the premises without them.

I wanted many of them. I wanted to be generous. I wanted to give love and calories, but I also wanted to be able to pay rent tomorrow.

Three quid a pop! How big you ask? Small I tell you. The diameter of a mini twix bar. I asked the reasonable question: "What is in them, surely they must be made of gold?"
Shop girl: "I don't know."
Me:"Surely something special."
Shop girl asks other shop girl, her own eyes wide in horror: "These are 3 quid, what's in them"
Other shop girl: "Short Bread".
Me: "Short Bread?"

Me leave store, me buy Ritter Sport Nougat, me ate it all on the way back, me sorry, but no cookies for you. I mean they were heart shaped...but STILL.

I hope you know it's the thought that counts.