Labor Day, I'm at the supermarket picking up some ribs and stuff cuz hubby wants to fire up the grill and I see some English Peas which reminds me of the screamin peas my mother makes (so good you'll want to slap your mama a few times). I call my mother to get her recipe for the peas and my father picks up the phone. We exchange pleasantries during which my father asks how the kids are doing. I say they're fine and enjoying the day off. Oh, says my father, you know we don't celebrate holidays. Well, I say (totally passing over what he just said), they're at home having fun.
Geez, why do my parents keep repeating the obvious? I know. I was born and raised in the madness. The dearth of holiday celebrating among the jws is not something easily forgotten. So why must they keep bringing it up?
Ok, mini unimportant rant over.
Josie