But at least you got something accomplished today! I didn’t.
You will be.....might not be as soon as either of us want, but it’ll happen.
Kelsey, I was 15 years old, just months before I met Ken, before Ma ever bought a pack of hamburger or hot dog buns! Oh, we’d stop at McDonald’s once in very rare while, but we ate a lot of burgers at home, and we always ate them on bread. I remember that when money was really tight, she’d cook the burger patties, and then slice them in half like you’d slice a block of cheese or a cake layer or a layer cake - horizontally through the middle, making two thin burgers. But between two slices of bread, with ketchup, mustard, mayo and garden fresh lettuce, tomatoes and onions, we still got plenty to eat. Dad, of course, always got a full burger. Two in fact. And it was the same with hot dogs - she’d split them and fry them in the cast iron skillet. We’d put them on a slice of bread, roll it up, and chow down.