I get really emotional around Christmas time. I don't know why - if I knew why, I would fix it. But I get very sentimental, and sometimes I get kind of weepy. Last night I was driving home from work and got very sad because I miss my Mom.
I mentioned "the book." A lot of the recipes in "the book" came from a magazine that Mom sent me a subscription for. It's called Simple and Delicious. She ordered it for me several years ago when I was working, going to school, raising two kids and was trying to figure out what in the world I was going to feed them that wouldn't take hours to fix. I've really enjoyed it, and every year she kept renewing the subscription. The January/February issue would come in December with a note attached to it that said "Someone who thinks a lot of you sent you this subscription. Enjoy." So I stop at the mailbox last night and there is the January/February issue, with the note attached, "someone who thinks a lot you sent you this subscription. Enjoy. Love, Mom."
I had a big boo hoo over it. A really big boo hoo. For quite a while. My absolutely fabulous Daddy keeps renewing the subscription, because that's what Mom would do. And I really appreciate it. And it got the reaction you thought it would, MisterG.