Because I’m such a wonderful child, my parents brought me some lovely trinkets from their excursion overseas.
Among the spoils:
-Belgian Chocolage (from Belgium of course)
-Framed Art Print from Verona of Juliet’s balcony
-Fancy cheese themed Apron from Pisa (came in handy while making the turkey)
-Jewelry from Holland (where my family’s from)
-Beer Stein from Germany
-Scarf from Mt. Titlus in Swizerland
Now about this scarf… it’s fleecy and warm and lovely. My brothers got AJAX football scarves, and I got the Titlus one. All was fine and well. But my mom had to go and spoil it.
(Background – all the women in my family are all very well endowed. All except me.)
Titlus is pronounced “tit-less.” And darling mother just had to say “I was going to get you a shirt honey, but I couldn’t bear to give you a shirt that said “TITLUS” across the front. It just wouldn’t be at all ironic if you wore it.
Thanks Mom. At least I have that Belgian chocolate to console myself with.