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A Month of Eating
 Husband hasn't stopped eating since Halloween.  That's a month.First it was the Halloween candy.  I had to be the neutral mediator between Husband and the kids in the issue of Who Gets All the Candy?  If the kids weren't willing to give Husband all the Kit Kats and the Peanut M&Ms, he was threatening to take away every bit of candy in

An Immigrant Thanksgiving
Because we were a family of immigrants, we never got Thanksgiving quite right when I was a kid in Skokie.  It's not that we didn't want to give thanks - trust me, being a family of Holocaust Survivors welcomed to the United States post-war, there was no shortage of thanks.  The problem was the food. We just didn't understand the food.We understood turkey. We preferred chicken, but, fine.  T

Hold the Mayo
My mother and I have an ongoing argument going about medical care.  The main topic of our argument?  Mayo Clinic.Like other seniors, my mother swears by Mayo Clinic.  If she stubs her toe, she goes to Mayo Clinic.  To her, Mayo Clinic, and the Mayo Hospital we have here in Phoenix, are like those one-stop clinics they have in drugstores now.  There's no problem too minute to go shlep

Apple of My Eye
My daughter is very thin. People look at from Husband to me and back again and then declare without any qualms that she gets her thinness from Husband.  Apparently, my body is teeming at its restraints, just waiting for me to overeat one day at which point it will suddenly bulge out and I'll be wearing a wardrobe of circus tents.  When I was fat I used to go to Weight Watchers - twelve years in

Hurry Up and Wait
My Mom was going out to eat with my sister's family the other night. I wanted to see if I could swing by and drop off some stuff before she left."We're not going to be home.""But you still have an hour before you have to be at the restaurant.""We're leaving now.""But Ma, it takes five minutes to drive there.  What are you going to d