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Motherly Advice

When my mom taught me how to drive she summed it up this way: “I never want a police officer to knock on my door and say, ‘Your daughter’s dead, BUT SHE HAD THE RIGHT OF WAY.'” I’ve found that pretty good advice for most areas of my life. Thanks, Mom.

Sleepy

Me: I’m going to go to bed early, I’m still getting over this cold. Hubby: It’s not the cold, dear. Sleeping is your family hobby. Me: A woman should have a skill.

They’re Carrots

Two years ago for the big Christmas dinner at Mom’s I watched as she put a pan of water on the stove to boil and took a package of carrots out of the crisper. I looked askance at the carrots. Carrots? The only times I had eaten cooked carrots since childhood had been 1. inContinueContinue reading “They’re Carrots”

Whopper Freak Out

Passing along a YouTube video, with a SnakeLadyLibrarian story to go along with it. But watch the video first: http://youtube.com/watch?v=WVm84MD4vU4 ’cause my story makes more sense that way. The first 30 seconds of the video pretty much tells the whole tale. I worked at Burger King three times. Two full summers and most of oneContinueContinue reading “Whopper Freak Out”

Family Legends – Working the Union

We have a third-generation family story we tell of Frances William Schryer – my maternal grandfather. To the right, Frank and family. Frank had 7 brothers and sisters. He married my grandmother when he was 23 and she 19. He was apprenticed as a tool and dye maker at the time, and earning a goodContinueContinue reading “Family Legends – Working the Union”

Ego Coming ‘Round Again

Going into the polling station this evening we were approached by a man with a petition. I signed and he said, “Is this your father?” “No,” I said, “Husband. He got lucky.” “Damn straight he did,” the guy said under his breath, his eyes lingering not so long on my chest that Hubby would needContinueContinue reading “Ego Coming ‘Round Again”

Scrabble

So, me, my mom, and my brother are playing Scrabble this weekend. My brother is kind of new to Scrabble and he gets the American Heritage Handicap – he gets to peruse the dictionary before he plays a word. Which means he pretty much sits with it open in his lap. Mom played the wordContinueContinue reading “Scrabble”