http://www.jodyserey.com/blog Personal essays, observations, and commentary about a variety of topics and personal experiences. Tue, 03 Aug 2010 18:45:54 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Eggs were a serious matter to my grandmother. She had strong opinions about what color the yolks should be, how the whites should perform, and how they should "set up." She was famous for her angel food cakes, and even had a small side business baking them for others. I ... http://www.jodyserey.com/blog/?p=34 Thirty years ago, I was in Danville, Indiana getting ready to be married for the second time. It was going to be a small event, because I had been divorced some years earlier, and my parents wanted to keep everything discreet. David and I didn't mind, because neither of us ... http://www.jodyserey.com/blog/?p=33 My mother loved birds. She studied them, fed them, followed them, and learned to whistle their intricate calls. Not only can I not whistle, but I don't have the attention span to learn and retain everything my mother knew about birds. But, there is no question that I love them. Especially ... http://www.jodyserey.com/blog/?p=32 We built the house as quickly as we could, because the children we had adopted needed bedrooms and a place to play. The neighborhood was so raw and new that there were no neighbors. But as other houses were added, and other households took roots, we were different. Not the ... http://www.jodyserey.com/blog/?p=31 My grandmother had a little side business baking angel food cakes. She used to send me to the creamery, which was right up the street and around the corner from her house. I didn't have to cross a single street, so I could go alone, the coins in my pocket ... http://www.jodyserey.com/blog/?p=30 When my kids were young, my daughter described her dreams as "night movies." I liked the term, and tucked it away for future use.  I usually don't remember dreams, but I have had a couple that were more revelations than post-pizza epiphanies. Last night's will remain with me for awhile.  Somehow, I ... http://www.jodyserey.com/blog/?p=29 When I was in junior high, they segregated the boys and the girls for health class. We didn't particularly care for the arrangement, because half the fun of health class was watching each other make fun of the charts of the human body. However, one morning there seemed to be ... http://www.jodyserey.com/blog/?p=28 Friday Lunch We bought a sandwich today, to send off the threadbare week. I needed the break more than the food, and we picked a run of the mill place to sit for awhile.There were two women -- sisters, I think -- and one very young little boy seated between them across ... http://www.jodyserey.com/blog/?p=27 We observed the holiday for two days this year -- on Sunday and Monday. Joe was able to get home for the weekend, and we all spent time in the pool and sitting around talking and eating. It was an informal, virtually unplanned, and absolutely organic period of time. I thought ... http://www.jodyserey.com/blog/?p=26 I prefer small cafes and neighborhood diners to "good" restaurants, and David knows this. So we celebrated Mother's Day at a local place that is a short drive from where we live. It was a sunny day, and it was heating up fast. On the bus stop in front of the cafe ... http://www.jodyserey.com/blog/?p=25