Tonight I had cherry jello with vanilla ice cream. I got that from my dad. Well, not exactly. I grew up watching my dad eat cherry jello with milk poured over it. I haven't had that since I was a teenager, but lately that's been sounding really good. So, tonight, since I don't drink whole milk anymore, I thought vanilla ice cream stirred until it was soft would be an acceptable substitute. It was.
From my mother, I picked up the habit of dropping an egg into a boiling pot of Lipton Noodle Soup. Ah, man that is one of my favorites. This winter (and spring), I had that as least once a week, more like twice. I also discovered that when I am out of Lipton soup, Ramen is a decent substitute. I've had that so much the last few months, that my teeth hurt now when I have it. I'm going to have to switch to Sensodyne because there is no way I am giving up my chicken noodle soup with an egg.
Other things I got from my parents: I bite my tongue when I'm angry like my dad and I regularly get an itch to watch Shirley Temple and Chuck Norris like my mom.
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