Wanderlust
It was a full day yesterday; first I met our youngest daughter for lunch at a deli that serves great pastrami. Then I came home and made myself a NY Egg Cream – yum. Last night we had a late supper with our son. While the food was not as good as the deli, it was a great time of chatting. He was coming down off an adrenaline high from a major test at Med School. He was debriefing all the information crammed into his brain about cardiology and pathology. He amazes me sometimes at what he retains in his brain and yet, he is never quite sure how old he is… I think it’s that way with genius sometimes. He had on a nice shirt. It was a “modified” western shirt. It had snaps and pockets but no yoke. It caused me to reminisce about some shirts I made for my older sons when they were little. One year for Easter, I had made my oldest daughter Bethany and I matching pinafore jumpers. Both went to the floor as “granny” dre...