A redneck moves from the trailerhood to the suburbs for a little patch of dirt to call home and set up an as much as possible self sufficient lifestyle. Some things will go better than planned, others worse. Hopefully, most will at best be somewhere in between.
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
Breakfast At Mom's
This past Saturday after I replaced the circuit breaker I was trying to get my AOL installed, upgraded and back on line when my phone rang. It was my mama inviting me to breakfast. Bacon, scrambled eggs, grits & biscuits. I pondered my choices for about 3 seconds... Beating my head against a wall trying to do techno stuff I am totally unqualified for or eating Mama's home cooking which I am most adept at and more than adequately qualified for? I was on the road in less than a minute! As she was finishing up the cooking I noticed a large red, ripe mater perched on the counter and calling my name. I sopped up the last of the mater juice w/ a last slice of bacon, last spoonful of grits and last of the eggs on the next to last biscuit sammich. I was fuller than a tick on a 9 day suck when I got back home! Thanks, Mom. You made my day. I love you.
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