Mom’s walnuts, part deux

Well, my faithful reader no doubt remembers the story I told a few weeks ago about mom’s struggle to corner the market on walnuts. Apparently this is a lifelong obsession as a small woman barely 5 feet tall in her old hometown looking for walnuts and walnut trees. When she moved into the big city she was able to continue her habit and even having a truck full of squirrels who had cleared out her pickup bed could not deter her.

Apparently I was unaware of this walnut collecting when I was growing up. Surely I would have run away instead of hanging around after the squirrel story. Well I am visiting mom for thanksgiving and my older sister Chris was fussing with mom about the walnuts. Mom was excited telling about the two bushels of these things she has squirreled away in the basement. Well after Chris went to the store, Mom brought me down to the basement to show me she even has a secret stash that even Chris didn’t know about.  It is hard to deter a woman who is obsessed with collecting things.

You more or less have to pick your battles If you see a story of an airline passenger being caught smuggling walnuts, you’ll probably make the connection that it was me. Every family has a few nuts and mine has more than its share.

Go take a hike!

This is the year of the vacation. What used to keep me from getting away was lack of paid vacation. But this year I am entitled. I am saving money and wondering about those places I used to go check out. Places that I could drive to and return from over a couple of days. I am going to be going on google to look for those places. I remember there was a place where I could check out miniature trains. I went to visit a Bahai worship place many years ago.

It has been a long time since i was stable enough to see outside of work long enough to think about what was out there. My ex-wife visits as many places as she can. She was more stable than me. But this is my time. I am even talking to my consumers about this. Go see your families, even if they live in Milwaukee. Go to Gary, Indiana, and bring your gas masks. Milwaukee may be a nice place to live  but anybody needs to spend some time away from home. I’m certain a lot of my readers need to take a hike. Maybe I will see you out on the trails.