Memories of mom, saying goodbye to Glassmaster and hello to the Muffin Man



Greeting and Sallytations!

Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there. I was listening to the radio the other day and they said the average person spends $88 on a Mother’s Day gift. I find that $88 dollar amount a bit odd. Just spend the extra $12 and make it a round number at $100.

Then, I read that the most popular Mother’s Day gifts are candy, flowers and a meal out. I’ve always told my twin daughters to skip the greeting card. I’d much prefer a heartfelt, handwritten letter. I don’t expect them to pay the $88 average price. They could get by cheap if they gave me $20 to spend at rummage sales.

As far as taking me out to dinner, I’d much prefer that long awaited homecooked meal that I’ve heard about for about five years now..but who’s counting?

As long as I’m remembered during some part of the day, it’s all good. Skip the flowers, skip the clothes that don’t fit, skip the chocolates – just a simple “thank you mom” works for me. Although, a Dairy Queen turtle blizzard would be a nice touch.

For those of us who have lost our mothers, we can stop and reflect on what our mothers meant to us. I’m finding that as I age, I’m becoming more and more like my mom in so many ways.

Each time I hang a load of clothes outside, I think of her. Each time I feed the birds, I think of her. Each time I give to those less fortunate, I think of her. Each time I sit in church, I think of her. Each time I pick the raspberries she planted, I think of her. Each time I play nickel keno, I think of her. Each time I have home-baked bread, I think of her.

I’ve never ever in my life met anyone as gracious and giving as my mother was. She took care of everyone before herself. She never judged others – something I always admired. On Mother’s Day, I will reflect on all that she taught me and enjoy some cherished memories and try to be more like Lila. This world could use a few more Lila Beasleys.

Opening fishing is here. Leech Lake finally opened up this week. I won’t be out fishing this weekend for two reasons. 1) It is too dang cold. 2) We sold our boat.

They say the happiest days of a boater’s life is the day he buys the boat and the day he sells the boat. I can relate. Nothing wrong with the boat except it’s a little too small for Leech Lake. Or, maybe we’re just a little too big for a small boat. Whatever. Goodbye Glassmaster. I’ll be a beach dweller until we find the next dream boat. So, if I do any fishing, I’ll be on some dock. Good luck to all of you who are going to brave the elements. Be safe and have fun.

I just have to share a cute family story. My husband Mark went all out and bought two packages of muffins at Super One. My granddaughter was over and wanted one of the muffins. Well, he gave her the old lecture about not wasting any of the muffin. She took one or two bites and then threw the rest away. I swear he must have lived through the depression the way he was going on. It was a waste not, want now saga.

He went on to tell her that the muffins were almost 75 cents each. Seven-yearolds don’t really care too much about prices. Well, he finished the big muffin mania rules speech and walked away. Sunshine made the following muffin pledge. “I, Sunshine, promise to eat the WHOLE muffin. I pray to God. Amen.” Yes, we had a muffin pledge/prayer combo and she used his voice while taking the muffin oath.

Well, I must say, the Muffin Man made a difference. Since that day, she has eaten the whole muffin. I wonder if this will work for peas? It’s like the old tune, “Do you know the Muffin Man, the Muffin Man?” I know the Muffin Man – his name is Mark Yuccas and he lives on Sally Lane. See what happens when you get old? We become the food police.

Ok, it’s a wrap. Happy Mother’s Day to all the ladies out there. It’s a 24/7 job that never ends. We deserve that $88 gift. Adios until next week.

Sally Yuccas live in Virginia, MN

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