5 May 2013 -

We picked up Katie and Russ at the airport and drove back to Santiago.  We stayed the night.  Katie had many things we had asked for, that we could not find down here.  Female stuff, yarn, meds, vacuum parts, and things that would be handy to have down here.  She brought a sweet photo album from Emily and some Garlic Makings from Rebecca.  It was truly like Christmas, so I christened her "Katie Claws".  She had a suit case that weighed 50 pounds, thus we had 50 pounds of goodies, in April, a Christmas in April. 

Well, those of you  who know me, know that I very respectfully, humbly, softly, just mentioned that it would be nice to have a few black jelly beans.  You can't find them down here, and for some reason my companion and I love black jelly beans.  I hate black licorice but love black jelly beans.  I know, it doesn't make sense, but  do I make sense?  

Anyway, she was getting to the bottom of  her suit case and I inwardly, started to worry that perhaps I did not ask strong enough about the black jelly beans.  I mean, maybe I was too humble, too transparent in asking, softly suggesting that if she happened to find a bean or two, be them black, she might bring them. 

Finally she was about to close her fifty pound suit case and I was just sort of sad, worried, concerned that perhaps it wouldn't be a black jelly bean Christmas in April.  She looked at me and said, "Oh one more thing."

You can see the picture.  Katie, dear Katie, dear Katie Claws brought 20 pounds of black jelly beans.   Now she insisted that I asked for twenty pounds, and maybe I THOUGHT about it, but I can't remember ASKING for that many pounds of beans.  I can become the Jelly Bean King of the Dominican Republic.   She said I could eat seven every day, but I figure it would be about a pound every day???  That is adding a pound to my heavy body, a day!   Thanks Katie Claws, I will always be nice and not naughty, especially for 20 pounds of anything.  Anyone want a bean or two?  I seem to have plenty!