A Note from Max

I’ll always remember how I found out that I was going to be a grandmother for the very first time! My son just got back from his deployment overseas with the Army and he and his wife Sara came to visit us.  He called me into the kitchen and asked me what this note said because he said he couldn’t read it.   So I read it outloud  and I couldn’t believe my eyes – I was going to be a grandma oh my goodness! I was ecstatic! I cried tears of joy and screamed with delight! My baby boy was going to be a daddy! We are so blessed!


Manners At The Dinner Table

When I was growing up, (I’m 59 now), manners were instilled in us at a very early age.  I was taught to say thank you, even if I didn’t like the meal I was served.  I remember this one time when I was about 12 years old,  I was invited to my friends home for dinner and they were serving fried eggplant.  I had never had fried eggplant before, but it didn’t look tasty that’s for sure.  I was raised that I had to at least try it and do my very best to finish, but I didn’t have to have seconds.  I also was told never to say bad things about someone else’s cooking – just thank you was enough. Well I was able to finish my plate, it actually didn’t taste that bad after all and today I love fried eggplant.