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You know you're a success as a mom when ....
your 2 grown sons go to a party with their wife and girlfriend and the topic of conversation becomes "mom's favorite meals". Not that I profess to be any kind of a cook, you know. Average is all I'd term it, just old-fashioned Okie-style food. I don't like fancy-shmancy sauces and weird seasonings. But it must have worked. It was a very nice feeling to hear about that conversation. Oh, and plus the fact that my 2 boys actually seem to like hanging out together now that they're grown. That does a mom's heart good.
I'm still letting that story percolate in my brain. Not ready to write it yet I don't think. It's going to need a complete re-write, no cutting and pasting from the old version. Of course I always say that and then I remember a perfect phrase from the older version and just have to have it and that opens up a can of worms.
Last time we were at the coast, there was a bank of fog just offshore that was the most beautiful image. We were walking on the beach and I kept staring at it and I got the most beautiful description set in my brain. Got back and didn't get a chance to write it down right away -- no big worry since I had repeated it over and over to myself on the walk. But guess what. By the time I did finally get around to setting it to disk and saving it forever -- most of it was gone. I thought eventually it would pop back in. Nope. Still gone. And since this story is coast-inspired, I really wanted to use it. Maybe I'll wait until we go back and write it over there.
your 2 grown sons go to a party with their wife and girlfriend and the topic of conversation becomes "mom's favorite meals". Not that I profess to be any kind of a cook, you know. Average is all I'd term it, just old-fashioned Okie-style food. I don't like fancy-shmancy sauces and weird seasonings. But it must have worked. It was a very nice feeling to hear about that conversation. Oh, and plus the fact that my 2 boys actually seem to like hanging out together now that they're grown. That does a mom's heart good.
I'm still letting that story percolate in my brain. Not ready to write it yet I don't think. It's going to need a complete re-write, no cutting and pasting from the old version. Of course I always say that and then I remember a perfect phrase from the older version and just have to have it and that opens up a can of worms.
Last time we were at the coast, there was a bank of fog just offshore that was the most beautiful image. We were walking on the beach and I kept staring at it and I got the most beautiful description set in my brain. Got back and didn't get a chance to write it down right away -- no big worry since I had repeated it over and over to myself on the walk. But guess what. By the time I did finally get around to setting it to disk and saving it forever -- most of it was gone. I thought eventually it would pop back in. Nope. Still gone. And since this story is coast-inspired, I really wanted to use it. Maybe I'll wait until we go back and write it over there.
