Thank You Very Much

This husband of mine…
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Does this thing…when a server refills his coffee…he quietly says…thank you…thank you…thank you very much…in a voiced imitation of Elvis Presley…

Thinks he’s a hoot…gets a chuckle out of his Mrs…and once…only once…a server laughed…pointed with both pointer fingers…and responded with…you’re welcome…

So now it’s time…for this old gal…to say thank you…thank you…thank you very much…to all those wonderful people…who sent sweet messages…arranged a meet up…and did some oh so kind spoiling…before the big move…

Neighbor goodies…some llama love…coffee with friends…ice cream with a buddy…a special visit from family…and a gift to keep me Loopy…as if that’s needed…and so so many kind words…

It’s not good-bye…it’s…ok…well…let’s be honest…it actually is…good-bye…

But this old gal…this forever friend of yours…is only a message away…

Thank you…thank you…thank you very much…for being so kind…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…