Dear God, For as long as I can remember, I’ve claimed affection for Your thunderstorms. Practically, they generate the most glorious and relaxing white noise I’ve ever experienced. Philosophically, they remind me of how life works, and I appreciate their rejuvenation and replenishment. Nostalgically, they remind me of being a little boy and sitting with … Read more
Well, almost. It’s 61.5 oz. of it. Other Inglehoffer mustards remain available in my area, but the Sweet Hot variety has vanished from store shelves for some reason. It’s definitely systematic. I don’t know whether it’s regional, or the start of a discontinuation, or what, though at least one other person has complained of its … Read more
Mom would have been 64 this past Monday. It didn’t occur to me that it was her birthday until mid-afternoon—maybe 3 or so. I’m certain that’s the latest in the day I’ve ever thought about it since she died. You know, I finally stopped seeing something I think she’d be interested in and thinking I … Read more