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When I was growing up my father took over when ever we cooked (on the grill) outside. I was his helper. Mother always did the salad and the baked potatoes and any other side dishes. Daddy was in charge of the meat. Granted, he was very good at it. He never prepared a bad meal. However, after many years as his assistant I was never given the roll to do it solo.I was surprised to discover this attitude was shared by my first husband. He too was raised to believe that only men cooked... on the gril... Read More
"Quick, quick, get in the house. Got your camera handy? You gotta see what Bridget is doing now." My aunt ushered us all into the house. My mother handed her camera to her sister. Thanksgiving day had officially begun.My sister and I headed down the hall to find our cousin, Tina. We were all adopted and looked like sisters. Tina was one year younger than me and one year older than my sister. We looked like stair steps when we lined up. I was always the one on the end. Tina was always the one in... Read More
Developing a phobia is quite simple when you are a pig named Hamlet. Now, please understand… I told Hamlet (when he weighed 6 pounds) that he was 50% angel and 50% total delight. I never told he was pork, nor once did I mention he was a pig. I also made sure it was never mentioned in any of his reviews. He was always referred to as “the star”.My mother and I were having breakfast out in the gazebo one morning. My cousin, who lived next door, had come over to visit while we ate. She had alr... Read More
All creatures react differently the first time they see their reflection. When I first saw myself in a mirror, I screamed my head off. That kid in the wall did everything I did and would not stop. That kid in the wall screamed just as loud as I did. What did I do? I hid and peeked out. My new foster mom gently took me by the hand and lead me back to the mirror. I saw another her there too. My mouth flew open and my eyes got wide. She said, "That is you. I grinned, the kid grinned. I suddenly got... Read More
About a year ago I moved to this tiny town. Little did I know at the time the town had its characters as my grandmother would call them. People with reputations the whole town knew about... everyone but the new comers.I met one such person on my first trip to the local grocery store. I had my buggy and my list. I went up and down each isle at first just to get the lay out of the store. Then I got serious about my shopping. I was concentrating on my list. I was not paying any attention to anyone... Read More
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