When I first met John, he was telling me about how he has a recording studio in his house, and that he does professional recordings for customers. He was telling me about all of his state of the art equipment, like a studio 61 keyboard, as if I was supposed to know what all of the brand names were, and be impressed with what he has. I was too embarrassed to admit that I don’t know anything about what brands are good, and what are not, or even what all of the different pieces of equipment do. Sometimes it is hard to fake it, you know what I mean?
Growing up in my parent’s house, when presented at the dinner table with a new or unfamiliar food, the household rule was that you are expected to (at the very least) try one bite. If you don’t like it, you force yourself to swallow it without a lot of drama or facial contortions and politely say, “I’m sorry, but I don’t care for that.” You were (and still are) to always respect the fact that our mother made a huge effort to shop for, prepare, cook and serve a variety of wholesome and tasty foods, day after day after day just for our benefit and enjoyment. And our mother respected that fact that trying to please the tastebuds of seven people every night was a daunting task, especially when little sister announced out of the blue that from here forward she would be a vegetarian and refused to eat meat, poultry or fish. But I do appreciate the fact that my parents exposed us to a variety of foods at the family dinner table and it not only enriched our lives but taught us to appreciate and respect each other, as well.
Last Sunday was Mother’s Day, so I went over to my mother’s house to pick her up and take her out to breakfast at her favorite restaurant, Friendly’s. I gave her a bouquet of flowers in a beautiful vase, and after breakfast I took her home and visited with her for a while before heading home. I think she was pleased.
The weather so was beautiful today; it certainly felt like spring! There were high winds, though, that made it very interesting! We lost electricity for several hours, and phone service too! I was surprised that we lost phone service – that is the first time that has happened in many years! We always have a corded phone in the house because we are used to losing electricity (which makes the cordless phones useless!) and the corded phone still works. This time, I was talking on the phone and it went dead about three minutes before the electricity went out!
I used my cell phone to call the phone company to report the trouble and they claimed that the trouble was inside the house; they said that they ran a test right there and showed that there were no troubles “outside.” They said that they would come out to the house the next day to fix it. When the lights went out, I called the electric company from my cell phone, too. Well, a few hours later the lights came back on, and about thirty minutes after that the phones started working too, so I know that the trouble was NOT inside the house! Right after the phones came back on I saw a telephone company truck drive past the house, so I’m sure that they had fixed the problem from the outside.