mosses monday XXIX...

d (dana-moonpieinthesky) and i decided that we would have a rummage sale that saturday morning and that katherine and william could have a lemonade stand. so, we did, and so did they. we situated our merchandise in d's front yard close to her house... while the kids sat up shop on the side walk.

we were still organizing our items when the first few customers arrived. dana and i weren't paying a whole lot of attention to our little entrepreneurs but noticed that all the customers were carrying cups of lemonade. not too shabby peddling for the moaner and groaner who didn't want to get out of bed that morning!!! it wasn't long before d was back in the kitchen mixing up more lemonade. i would have sworn they were giving the stuff away had it not been for the mounting coins in their jar.

when d brought out the second batch, i mentioned to her that i was sure they were making more money than we were. we laughed and noted that it was unbelievable that people were drinking lemonade that early on a rather cool morning.

after a couple of hours, there was a lull in business. i ran inside to make a third batch of lemonade while dana helped kat and william count their money. when i returned william looked up at me and said, "miss dani, we've made $14... that's $7 for me and $7 for katherine."

"awesome!!!" i replied.

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sweetly, the kids made a couple of cups of lemonade for d and me. we meandered up to her front porch to relax for a bit. we hadn't been sitting for much more than just a few minutes when i noticed mr. moss' white cadillac heading our way. we all waved as he and jean drove past d's house. soon, a few more cars pulled up to the curb and more rummagers poured into d's front yard. it wasn't long before we had sold most all of our items: william and katherine were on their last batch of lemonade. it was almost time to close shop!!!

hence, d and i began to discuss what charity to take the things, which hadn't sold, when jean pulled mosses' car up to the curb.
"MOSSES!!!" katherine squealed.

out of his passenger side window, he looked at her then me with a GREAT BIG SMILE on his face. i hurried toward his car. as i did so, jean turned off the car and started around it to come open his door. i got there first so i opened it for him. it was then that i realized two things... the first was how will and katherine had been able to sell so many cups of lemonade and the second was that mosses had a great BIG birthday cake for me he was holding in his lap!!!

i'll get back to the lemonade pawners in just a second.

i was so excited and happy and grateful and loved!!! i couldn't believe that mosses had remembered my birthday AND brought me a beautiful, yummy cake. it was the first birthday cake i had had since i was a little girl...

he was still smiling like the cheshire cat; for he knew how much what he had done meant to me... how much he meant to me.
what a wonderful surprise!!!

"dani, bless your heart. happy birthday!!!" he said in his southern gentlemanly way as he handed me my card, first.

i pulled the card from its envelope and read the front, then opened it to find that mosses had signed it himself... parkinson's and all. "thank you so much, mosses," i said as i gave him a big hug, "i love you!!!"

"we love you too, dani" he replied.

though mrs. moss had died nearly a year prior, she was still with him...

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(to be continued...)

love and God's blessings,
dani xx

you will find earlier entries in ascending order on my side bar entitled, "our love story":)

ps. evidently, after we sent them on their merry way that morning, william and katherine divided up who would do what down at their little lemonade stand. william put ice in the cups, kat poured the lemonade, will handed the customer a cup of lemonade, and katherine charged $.25 and placed the money in the jar. those poor, unsuspecting souls never had a chance... they ALL received a cup of lemonade and were charged for it whether they wanted it or not; and, we didn't realize HOW they were being so successful until i saw their racket unfold on mosses' driver, jean:/