A client (Taylor Martin, WD Martin’s grand-daughter) invited me to her
wedding. At the time I had a lot of everyday stuff stored in my shed for
use in my home and business. . . Toilet paper, paper towels, quart and
gallon size Ziplock bags, room sanitizer, plastic gloves, kitchen
scrubbers. . . all stuff that you have to continually replace. I wrapped
it in a huge box and wrapped it in plain brown paper. The kind of paper
you use to cover the floor when you’re painting. I think I wrote the poem
on the box instead of getting a card.
To be sure, I did not want it to show up with all the other gifts, I gave
it outside of any formal gathering. While I’m practical, I also am
somewhat sensitive. I didn’t want everyone else thinking I was a dork, LOL.
I think modern ‘high-falutin’ weddings are out-dated. I wasn’t going to go
out and buy something they didn’t need and have to return.
From what was said, they liked the gift because it was immediately usable.
Practical to a Fault
Some may give you silver
Some may give you gold
For me, I’m just too practical
And, therefore, break the mold
Free time is what I lend you
From chores so every day
No dusting of the gift I give
Nor, be compelled to save.