Egg salad

Jan 18, 2006 15:06

You'd think the stuff would be pretty innocuous; certainly nothing to cry about.  Unh-uh.  As I was squishing the eggs with a fork, I started thinking about having taken my mother to buy an egg slicer last year.  This was an Outing.. a great production.  First there was locating a store that would have a good selection, rather than just one or two.  Then getting directions, driving, and finding the place.  When we got there, we spent a couple of hours in the store.  I think it took Mom about an hour and a half to make her choice.  A long time, anyway.

She'd been wanting an egg slicer that worked for a while.  She hadn't asked my brother or sister-in-law to take her because he would never have had the patience for that kind of shopping trip, and my sister-in-law wouldn't have had the focus.  I enjoyed it, mostly.  I was glad to help her choose, to find different designs for her to look at, and discuss the merits and potential failings of each one.  And I'm never going to have the chance to do that kind of thing with her again.  I miss her.

mom

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