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Did you hear about the BLONDE who was cooking Thanksgiving dinner? She baked the turkey for 2 1/2 days, because the recipes directions said cook 1/2 hour for every pound. She weighed 125 pounds!
Reflections from Karan:
Can I be Thankful?
When I moved to the family ranch in Canada, I was thrilled to have a welcoming mother-in-law who had raised three boys, and was delighted to add a girl to her family. I was a California Beach Bunny who had married her son; she was a tall, kind, and gentle Danish woman who loved her home and family. She taught me how to cook, clean, bake those wonderful Danish pastries and pies. I learned to can food, make jams, jellies, pickles, and how to freeze and blanch vegetables. She became my second mother, mentor, and friend.
Living in the same yard on the ranch, we spent a lot of time together; I was constantly amazed at all, I could learn from her.
As the years past, three daughters were born to our family, and they loved their grandmother very much. I fact every day after school they would stop at Grandma’s for cookies & tea, play a game of Sorry or Trouble, and then come home. She always had a listening ear, and encouraging word and many hugs. It was as though it was their special time to have Grandma all to themselves.
My In-laws had been away on a wonderful vacation, and when they had returned, my dear mother-in –law was not well. After many doctors’ appointments, the diagnosis was Cancer. When I heard the news, it seemed unreal to me. Cancer was something that happened to other families not ours. How naive I was.
