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Saturday, November 19, 2011

And other Shtuff

I thought I should leave the house today, but something holds me back. I think I am going to nest today, maybe make some of those cake balls that I have been meaning to make, meanwhile, I am hungry, what's for lunch?

Friday, November 18, 2011

Sammie Burgers

Pantry Food
‎14.75 oz can of Pink Salmon
1 cup seasoned dry bread crumbs
1 small bunch of chopped green onion
1 clove garlic (smooshed)
2 eggs
3 T. Mayonnaise
1/4 t dried lemon
1/4 cup dried onion
1 T parsley
2 t Dill weed
2 T olive oil
1/2 Cup of dry sherry
sprinkle of sea salt to taste
ground fresh pepper
Several thin slices of Jarlsberg Swiss Cheese.
Drain the salmon, mix all ingredients in a bowl. Get the skillet hot with a dab of olive oil. make small patties, fry till golden on each side, the slice Jarlsberg Swiss cheese thinly and place on each patty, let it melt

Time Warp, and I am my Mother


It was odd going to Robert's funeral, his daughter was my best friend  through school since the third grade. We lost touch in later years, her mother died from cancer, I was trying to survive being married to Michael.
Her youngest sister told me that their dad had died and the funeral was at 11 AM on a Friday. I told Andy I thought I should go, I never told anyone I was going, its a small town and I just wanted to slip in and leave un-noticed... Good Plan in theory anyway.
Dianna the friend I had known since I was 9 years old, saw me from a distance, and she came running down the hill from the graveside, and started talking rapidly to me, I didn't understand what she was saying, nor did I recognize her. She had always been skinny, but food had been good to her in later years. she said, she was in a state of shock, she had thought she had seen a ghost, she thought Jean had come back from the grave to say goodbye to her Dad.
She was visibly shaken, I forget sometimes that I look "that" much like her, as I didn't think I looked like her when I was younger.
I had my hair pinned up in front and long down the back, dyed a subtle blondish shade, I was wearing a bright suit jacket and black slacks, and I thought, she probably would have worn the ensemble as well SIGH... I have turned into my mother.
The hardest part for me at the funeral was I had known most of the people thirty years ago when they were young, and it was like a time warp, I suddenly in the future with all these old people that I had only known when they were younger then I was now.

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