Sunday, April 13, 2008

Sunday afternoons. . .

. . . can be very relaxing. Through the years, though, they have been depressing to me, for some reason. Well, today I've decided to make them just relaxing. And helping me is my beloved Dr. Pepper. That is my favorite drink of all time. (And NOT the diet kind.) I have been trying not to eat too much sugar lately so I haven't been indulging. This afternoon I made an exception.

Dr. Peppers always remind me of my dear Grandmother Jenny. Whenever we'd visit her she'd have a six pack of the little bottles on her floor in her little kitchen in Kaufman, Texas. She was 4 foot 9 inches tall and my Granddaddy Andy made their kitchen just her size. Anyway, we always liked seeing those Dr. Peppers on the floor by the kitchen table. By the way, when Grandmother was old and in a nursing home she would have a Dr. Pepper everyday. She lived till she was a week away from being ninety years old.

I guess this is my tribute to Sunday afternoons, Dr. Pepper, and my dear Grandmother Jenny. (She prayed for me everyday, by the way . . . as well as for all her children and grandchildren and great grandchildren. In many ways she's been my role model.

1 comment:

laura said...

When you said started talking about your beloved, I thought you were going to say Daddy . .. but I guess not. I guess Dr. Pepper is number 1 in your heart

We should have a party, Grammy!

Penelope Faye said that. We call her Nell. She said that we need to have a party since I was in her house!! She said that this past Thursday...