I’m fixated on that small, narrow glass of…iced tea? Grape Nehi? Blueberry Yahoo? How can it be full to the brim and not spill over? Then it shifts in my mind’s eye and becomes an energy bar garnished with a lemon slice. I’ve got to stop reading Mary Worth this early in the morning.
fauxprof, that's not a lemon slice, it's a wheel. Dawn interrupted Mary's toilette. She's about to apply a battery operated foot callous grinder to her century old face.
That glass captured my attention as well, @fauxprof. That lemon slice is going to stick to Mary’s nostrils if she takes a sip. Remember The Lemon Wedge restaurant, where Mary and Toby had lunch years ago? Maybe this is a souvenir glass.
“I know why things didn’t work out with Jared. I’m just like my dad!”
“Dawn dear, are you saying that things didn’t work out between Jared and your father too? I know that your father has many quirks, but I wasn’t aware of that one.”
I'm not as fixated on the skinny glass as I am on the bottom half of Mary's purple shirt showing beneath it. Did Mary get up so early to make the muffins that she forgot to tuck her "baguettes" into her Maidenform?
The burden of being Charterstone's laureate meddler is apparent in the slumped posture Mary demonstrates as she hears Dawn's sad tale. She's finally showing her advanced age.
Sheesh! Why do I always have to listen to everyone else’s problems? WHAT ABOUT MEEEEE? I’m 140 years old, my back- and everything else-hurts, and I only have this one sort of clean outfit because I can no longer reach the controls on the washing machine. And as for baking muffins- you really think those are muffins, FGS! You don’t wanna know what’s in them, but those “blueberries” are actually purple corn pads that I’ve been using and collecting for years. Fill your gullet with those, “Dawnie” dear, and take some back to the insatiable maw that is your dear old dad!
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I’m fixated on that small, narrow glass of…iced tea? Grape Nehi? Blueberry Yahoo? How can it be full to the brim and not spill over? Then it shifts in my mind’s eye and becomes an energy bar garnished with a lemon slice. I’ve got to stop reading Mary Worth this early in the morning.
fauxprof, that's not a lemon slice, it's a wheel. Dawn interrupted Mary's toilette. She's about to apply a battery operated foot callous grinder to her century old face.
That glass captured my attention as well, @fauxprof. That lemon slice is going to stick to Mary’s nostrils if she takes a sip. Remember The Lemon Wedge restaurant, where Mary and Toby had lunch years ago? Maybe this is a souvenir glass.
“I know why things didn’t work out with Jared. I’m just like my dad!”
“Dawn dear, are you saying that things didn’t work out between Jared and your father too? I know that your father has many quirks, but I wasn’t aware of that one.”
I'm not as fixated on the skinny glass as I am on the bottom half of Mary's purple shirt showing beneath it. Did Mary get up so early to make the muffins that she forgot to tuck her "baguettes" into her Maidenform?
HelenClark
@HelenClark, that’s Mary’s muffintop.
Dawn was in such a hurry to consult with Mary, she wore her sleep shirt.
@Helen -- Good eye. Yeah, that's some serious droopage.
Oh, Dawn, you're not just like your Dad. He'd have crammed at least six muffins in his maw by now.
-- Scottie McW.
The burden of being Charterstone's laureate meddler is apparent in the slumped posture Mary demonstrates as she hears Dawn's sad tale. She's finally showing her advanced age.
What Mary is thinking:
Sheesh! Why do I always have to listen to everyone else’s problems? WHAT ABOUT MEEEEE? I’m 140 years old, my back- and everything else-hurts, and I only have this one sort of clean outfit because I can no longer reach the controls on the washing machine. And as for baking muffins- you really think those are muffins, FGS! You don’t wanna know what’s in them, but those “blueberries” are actually purple corn pads that I’ve been using and collecting for years. Fill your gullet with those, “Dawnie” dear, and take some back to the insatiable maw that is your dear old dad!
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