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Teenagers are so mean. First, they sneaked some chive and onion cream cheese spread into the cart at the grocery store, then when I caught them sucking it down with crackers, Morgan said, “Some things are better left to the store!” Do I not have chives? Do I not have cream cheese? DO I NOT HAVE A COW?!
Oh, the pain!
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So much fun..So many laughs and memories!
Granny Trace
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Back in the olden days, it was so much better to buy illfitting clothes at Penneys rather than wear the homemade dresses my Momma sewed. What I wouldn’t give today for hand tailored, made to fit me dresses. Sigh! But recently I did have my son tell me he missed my homemade soups, homemade yougurt and could he have that pasta maker cause he wanted to try making his own pasta. And no he can’t have my tortilla press so he can make my special enchiladas cause his dad still loves that.
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I didn’t eat catsup as a kid (I know, WHAT?? Seriously.) But my sisters and brothers did. Mom used to think she could sneak her home made catsup into a Heinz bottle and “They wouldn’t even know the difference.”
Sorry mom. She wasn’t fooling anybody. Maybe Suzanne, its the fact that Philadelphia-type has been sitting in a grocers case for ages. AND AGES. Morgan likes it old. lol
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There is hope though, my oldest who’s been out on his own for years now, shows tremendous appreciation for all things homemade. It saves the day sometimes when the other two are standing around balking at some yummy dish I’ve slaved over; at least ONE of them will eat!
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I have 2 men living with my husband and I now and they appreciate what I cook and do for them and my DH would never say anything bad about my cooking unless it really deserved it. Then I know to change things.
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I didn’t tell her the sour cream was mine. She assumed it came from a carton and I left it that way
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Have a sweet spring day!
Blessings,
Mary
http://lundkids.blogspot.com
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