Well, I went through a few possibilities….my plumber? oh yes,, good idea (do these guys ever sleep? I wouldn’t want to be on 24 hour call)
My cardiologist? I doubt he keeps a defibrillator at home, guess I’ll have to stick with nitroglycerin and an ambulance.
My current computer teacher is nice and helpful in class but I doubt his wife or my husband would appreciate me hitting him up for advice all the time.
In fact, everyone is so busy nowadays that you hate to impose on them unless it’s an emergency even if they are personal friends or even family. So I have decided that whoever it is I want them to be a master gardener. The kind who plants all kinds of flowers and knows how to landscape. The kind who has such a bumper crop of fresh vegetables and herbs every year that they just are begging to give them away! The kind who is so passionate about what they do that they are always unstinting when it comes to advice on things like black spot on your roses and what’e eating your coleus. Hell, they might even let you borrow their power tools if your nice.
And of course, they would always have the best, most beautiful, tastefully done Christmas lights and decorations. That way I don’t have to bother putting mine up, I can’t just enjoy theirs and spare myself the hassle!
That’s on one side and on the other side I want Lidia Bastianich. I would die for her leftovers and maybe she’d invite me to a family barbecue some day….I can only dream! I hear she has a fantastic wine cellar.