Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Tears and rolls...

Den of the Beastly Bear

Hi Folks!

Gonna be brief today...the head cold from hell has returned! Head is clogged and bleary eyed!

Back in the summer of '91 Mama Bear was pregnant with our soon to arrive Princess Bear.

It was a hot August day, a l-o-n-g hot August day!

The baby was due in a month or so and Kathy was more than ready to be done.

I had done a local run that day and got home just about the time Kathy did.

It was heaven stepping into the air conditioning after humping boxes off a 48 foot easy bake oven of a trailer all day. And being pregnant, Kathy no longer complained that it was "too cold" in the house...

She changed out of her work clothes into more comfortable loose fitting clothing.

We relaxed a little and discussed what we had that would fit within The "Rules" for dinner.

Once a menu was decided on I went to the kitchen and started cooking...

As I went along I called into the other room:
"You want some rolls with dinner?"

"Sure," she replied "but I think we used up the last of them Sunday night. I'll run up and get some."
(We had a store just a couple blocks away)

"I don't want you to have to go to the store...we can do without."

"No, now that you got me thinking about them I WANT rolls!" She said.

And off she went.

Ten minutes later she was back, put one tube of rolls in the fridge, and the other on the counter.

Having already preheated the oven I set to popping the tube, arranging them on the cookie sheet and sliding the into the oven.

As I cooked, I kept up a steady stream of conversation with Kathy telling her about my day....when I realized she hadn't answered me in a while.

I stuck my head around the corner, no Kathy!
I walked into the soon to be babies room, no Kathy!
Down the hall I went, not in the bathroom...I was running out of trailer!

As I walked into the bedroom, she was laying on the waterbed.

"Hey, I was talking to myself out there...what're ya doing?" I asked.

As she turned to face me I could see she was in the middle of a good cry.

"What's the matter Babe?"

"I don't know....I'm just SAD! WAAAAaaaaah!"
She answered

"What, was there a REALLY long line for rolls??"
That got a chuckle out of her...the worst was over.

"Well stay back here as long as you need, I'll call ya when dinners ready..OK?"

"Ok" she sniffles

"Unless you want me to stay...."

"No, go ahead...don't ruin dinner over me" she said.

So I went back and finished dinner, by the time it was done she had nodded off and I had to wake her to eat.

We still chuckle today about the "Sad Rolls"...
thankfully there are no more tears!

Be Well!

Beastly Bear


  1. Aww poor girl! All those pregnancy hormones surging I bet. Speaking of those rolls, I cannot get those tubes open anymore to save my life. The paper doesn't peel evenly and I end up banging it on the counter till it pops open.

    1. oh yeah, those hormones were a raging! Lol
      All in all she really didn't have too many problems, lucky for both of us!
      We don't buy them much anymore either, just the Grands Biscuits but you're right they do seem to be harder to open these days.

  2. Ahh, I remember those days.. I had sad laundry, sad dishes, sad rain, sun, snow.. Lol.. But the sad brought the happy and they are more than worth it. :)