At breakfast this morning I found we had run out of milk for cereal so I went to Plan B, a bagel. I put it in the toaster and got the butter and jam out ready to get it on there while the thing was still hot. The butter's got to melt into it, and the whole thing has to be warm when I put it in my mouth.
Linda saw what I was doing and asked me to get a bagel out for her too, since she hadn't eaten yet either. While mine was toasting, she started spreading butter on hers cold, and then peanut butter on top of that.
I looked at it, and looked at it again, and said, "That's weird. That's just plain weird. Aren't you even going to toast it?"
"No. I like it cold," whereupon she walked out into the living room with it and plunked herself down in front of the TV.
That got me thinking. "You know," I said, as I sat on a chair at the kitchen table, "it's good that we all have these little differences in what we like. It makes us feel like individuals, instead of just doing what we're supposed to do all the time."
Without turning around: "That's for sure."
At our advanced age, we've stared at all the supposed-tos in our lives so many times, and catered to them and fought with them so often, that they're like heavily armed jailers always crowding in on us wherever we are, just now leaning down over my bagel with their typical grim expressions.
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Erin Kelly were you eating Russian 'black bagels'?
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Stan Burfield No, brown, whole-wheat ones. Why?
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Erin Kelly Something about your metaphor reminded me of Russian literature...
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Stan Burfield Ha ha. It would be so much fun having a conversation with you, Erin.
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Erin Kelly Stan Burfield same!
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Linda saw what I was doing and asked me to get a bagel out for her too, since she hadn't eaten yet either. While mine was toasting, she started spreading butter on hers cold, and then peanut butter on top of that.
I looked at it, and looked at it again, and said, "That's weird. That's just plain weird. Aren't you even going to toast it?"
"No. I like it cold," whereupon she walked out into the living room with it and plunked herself down in front of the TV.
That got me thinking. "You know," I said, as I sat on a chair at the kitchen table, "it's good that we all have these little differences in what we like. It makes us feel like individuals, instead of just doing what we're supposed to do all the time."
Without turning around: "That's for sure."
At our advanced age, we've stared at all the supposed-tos in our lives so many times, and catered to them and fought with them so often, that they're like heavily armed jailers always crowding in on us wherever we are, just now leaning down over my bagel with their typical grim expressions.
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Erin Kelly were you eating Russian 'black bagels'?
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Stan Burfield No, brown, whole-wheat ones. Why?
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Erin Kelly Something about your metaphor reminded me of Russian literature...
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Stan Burfield Ha ha. It would be so much fun having a conversation with you, Erin.
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Erin Kelly Stan Burfield same!
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· Reply · 2 May at 20:38
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