Nov
A Little Time for My Little Folks
My sister and I went spice shopping, at a high-end spice store. She wanted to get a wedding present for some friends and also picked up a few items for herself. My dad - bless his heart - told me to get some spices for myself because he wanted to buy them for me. “C’mon honey,” he said. “Let me do that.” I picked up chicken/fish and red meat spice rubs, which will be tasty additions to our next cookout.
We mostly chatted about this, that and the other thing. We swapped jokes - this is my family, of course. For example:
A couple are about to get married, when the guy runs off with the woman’s best girlfriend. When somebody asks her if she’s mad at the guy for doing that she replies, you bet I’m mad. I miss my girlfriend.
My sister rolled her eyes and said that joke was as old as the hills. But, I’d never heard it before and thought it was funny.
So, a few days of R&R before it’s back to the rat race.
Oh, and Della: my dad would love to have a donut with you! Probably more than he’d enjoy Pad Thai or Mango Curry!
