Dear God

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Dear God,

I know you can't make this really happen, but I want my Gram back.

I want to know her secret to her perfect chocolate chip cookies.

I want to have apples & cheese for dessert again and not complain.

I want to taste her mac & cheese that she made with fake cheese.

I won't complain when she gives me a Miller High Life and makes me sit an hour before she lets me drive.

I want to have sliced bananas covered a bit in "half & half."

I want to have her BLT's - bacon cooked and fridged a week before and bread she kept in the freezer.

I will promise to eat fruit.  All. the. time.

I want her chocolate pound cake with the "red hots" sprinkled on top.

I want to stop crying.

Love,

Jen


5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hang in there :)
Alice

Caitlyn said...

Love this! I've made cookies with grandma's recipe before, but they never tasted the way she made them. I hope you're doing ok! Will you be coming back to town at all?

Jillian said...

So sorry, Jen. :(

Suburban Princess said...

*hug*

Mom said...

Beautiful, daughter.

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