“People never grow up, they just learn how to act in public.”

The raindrops were constant. I heard them as soon as I woke up. It was early for me so I was hoping to go back to sleep, but Henry was up and about and noticed my hand was out of the covers. He licked it. He knew I was awake. That was it. He jumped on the bed and gave me his exuberant morning greeting. I got out of bed and went downstairs.

The rain is going stay around for most of the day. Of course it will. I have to go to the dump.

Hyannis is always a daunting destination. I don’t like the traffic, but I bit the bullet and went anyway. The god of parking was with me, and I found spots close to the stores, all three of them. It took two trips to bring the bags into the house.

When I was a kid, my mother usually grocery shopped on Friday nights. We loved Friday nights. My mother bought goodies like cookies and Hostess cupcakes and chips. We went after them right away. She always warned us that once they were gone they were gone for good. They went quickly.

My mother always bought Oreos. They went quickly because Oreos were our favorite cookies. We all had preferred techniques for eating them. My sisters separated the two sides. They’d eat the side with the cream and feed the other side to the dog. I sometimes separated the sides as well, but I didn’t share with the dog. The Oreos were too valuable to share given their short shelf life in our house. Other times I’d keep the cookies whole and dip them in milk. The cookie part got a little soft from the milk. I loved them that way.

Pieces of my childhood have stayed with me. The biggest piece is Christmas, but my memory drawers hold so much more especially those Oreos and all the foods my mother made. I have favorites: mashed potato icing on the meatloaf, fried dough on meatless Fridays, my mother’s squash dish at special dinners and lemon meringue pie at Thanksgiving. My mother gave us all so much, but I bet she never realized the importance of the gift of even a mere meatloaf.

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8 Comments on ““People never grow up, they just learn how to act in public.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    Windy, grey and dull here and a bit windy that later on became a lot windy. They say a storm is coming our way but it looks as if it will miss us and go further south instead. They are rarely right though so my guess is that it will hit us hard instead 🙂 🙂

    Oreo’s still have a hard time over here, they do sell them but I guess we still are too much in love with our cookie Ballerina. Also double but filled with hazelnut cream. I’ve never dunked them in milk though but occasionally split the two halves but usually eat the part where there’s no filling first and I would never share with any dog 🙂 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      The day was warm and sunny by the afternoon. It will be in the 50’s for the next few days, typical fall weather. It gets colder at night.

      I’d like cookies with hazelnut cream. I guess it must be softer than the cream in the middle Oreo’s. Each country must have its own favorites. Oreos have been around for what seems like forever.

      There are a variety Oreo’s, but I still like the original the best.

      Have a great evening!!

  2. Bob Cohen Says:

    More than 50 years ago my sister and I would meet my aunt when she returned home from the grocery store and began opening the goodies as soon as possible. Fast forward to now and I open the Oreo bag or the other goodies first when my wife brings home the groceries. 🙂 I don’t like splitting the Oreo cookie in half nor licking the cream filling. I’m a purest and enjoy the melding of the cream flavor with the chocolate flavor of the cookies and I don’t dunk them. My late father in law would stuff the Oreo cookies in his mouth and then fill his mouth with milk directly from the carton. Basically, a dunk without the drinking glass. 🙂

    I’m amazed how much of my childhood I remember. My 21 year old son remembers his childhood but not the same way that I remember his childhood. He makes it sound like he was deprived of everything and was severely punished. I wonder in who’s house thinks he grewup, not mine. 🙂

    A beautiful sunny day today with a high of 68 degrees. A respite from the rain which will return on Tuesday. We will probably finish October with over 24 inches of rain since the first of September.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      I guess attacking the goodies is a long time tradition. I’m thinking we hadn’t had any for most of the week so an attack was not unexpected.

      I don’t split my Oreo’s either and didn’t when I was a kid. I usually buy regular but sometimes double stuffed. Your father had an interesting dunking method.

      I have tons of memories of growing up. Many of them are flashes, instances of events. Most are wonderful memories.

      I figure 21 year olds are still basically kids, and they often remember the bad stuff until they are far enough away in time so as to remember it all.

      Nice day here too.

      • Bob Cohen Says:

        Actually, it was my father in law who gulped milk from the carton with a mouth full of Oreo. My father didn’t have that kind of sense of humor. 🙂

      • katry Says:

        I did miss the in law after father. His method gave me a chuckle.

  3. Birgit Says:

    In case you have rain to share we’ll gladly take it. Rivers, lakes and reservoires are quite empty by now.

    The Fairport concert yesterday was great, old and new songs, more than 2 hours of live music fun.

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      I’m jealous of your seeing that concert, but I am glad you liked it so much.

      I’m sorry about your lack of rain. Some places in this country have had too much rain causing so much flooding. We have had a lot of rain since summer.


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