I have resisted Facebook and most social media, though I do connect with people in professional discussions on LinkedIn which inevitably wax and wane in their level of snarkiness. Still, when M reported to me that people were writing in glowing terms about my New Year's Eve soup, I did a happy dance. What joy there is in knowing that something you did for another was welcomed with gratitude. The list of such potential "gifts" would be lengthy. From Soup to Nuts, as they say, car work and carpentry, plumbing and pleasuring.
I mean "really ... Even an Old Man can be pleased."
I do hope that I, my near and dear, and the anonymous folk who listen to my machinations about joy and sadness in the Fourth Quarter have ample opportunities for Happy Dancing in these months to come.
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