Archives for November 2014

Getting a Cold Drink

After shopping for several hours today, I felt myself in need of a rest for my feet and legs. I decided to employ one of my mother’s favorite respites. She would say: Let’s get a cold drink. As a child, I dreaded hearing her say those words for it meant we would be headed to […]

Hard as Nails

One of Mother’s many eccentricities was Knox Gelatin. She bought boxes of it when she went to the grocery store and made sure that, unlike Old Mother Hubbard’s cupboard that was bare, hers was well stocked with peculiar and mostly inedible products. Nothing to make a meal out of but by golly she had her […]