For the Lovely Mrs. Moon

Mrs. Moon wrote on her blog last night that she would never put chocolate chips in pancakes. What? So I answered her back and described my favorite waffles. And I went to bed with visions of sugarplums dancing in my head. When I got up this morning nothing would do but to have chocolate chip pecan waffles with all the fixins'. However, I am fresh out of fudge track ice cream. But the waffles were good regardless, with both caramel and chocolate syrup and extra pecans. I'm an unsupervised child at heart. Mrs. Moon thinks this meal will cause death. If cancer didn't do it, I don't think a little sugar stands a chance. 

My diet isn't all bad, really. When I went to Publix after noonday Eucharist on Wednesday, they had corn on the cob. I told myself that I'd have some on Friday with some potato salad and coleslaw. I did that this evening. I don't know why I decided on Friday, but it worked out. The coleslaw as perfect. I used broccoli slaw and I got the dressing just right; creamy with just a hint of sweetness and tanginess, The potato salad had a bit too much mustard in it, but it was fine. I did not know how much I was missing corn on the cob until I bit into it. It was fantastic. I had a slice of ham to round out the meal and washed it down with peach lemonade. 

I'm celebrating, after all. It's almost my daughter's birthday. 34 years ago, I went into labor with her. It was a Friday night then too. I know because my OB is Hassidic and didn't come to the hospital until the next evening. She waited for him. She was born on Sunday morning, bright and early. She used to complain that her birthday was on a "lame holiday" like Flag Day. Now she complains that her birthday is besmudged by sharing it with the orange buffoon. But you know what? She redeemed the day. It was one of the best days of my life. I was the only mom there that day. She was the only baby. She lay on my chest and we bonded. 

When De was here, she asked me if I ever wonder how anyone so beautiful was born from me, and I answered, all the time. She is still on of the most beautiful people I have ever seen.