Sleeping later than usual on Sunday, I found Chef Jim in the kitchen with a hot griddle cooking Belgian waffles. Butter, Nutella and Bonne Maman raspberry preserves, all favorites of mine, were already on the table along with a folded piece of paper beside my plate. When we were seated for our superb breakfast with hot coffee on the table, I opened the paper and saw it was a “Happy Anniversary” note he had created with different font and colors.
I gushed over his note and artwork, and Jim said: “I was worried that you would think it looked more like a graffiti ransom note and expect it to say, ‘Here’s Jim’s right toe. Leave all you got by the creek bank if you ever want your Chef back.’” I promised him that it would be worth it to have his cooking. I noticed a P.S. on the paper: “It isn’t easy to find a card in this little town of Opp unless it’s your birthday, or you’re feeling sickly or recently died.” Then I knew why I had the artwork/graffiti paper by my plate instead of the usual Hallmark anniversary greeting.
As if this wasn’t enough for a lady on her anniversary, Jim had promised to tag along for some antiquing in Florala, a short drive down the road south from Opp. I was on a mission to get blue Mason canning jars for my good friend Elizabeth. We drove on down in our red jeep with our air conditioner blasting on our hot anniversary day to:
Warehouse Market Mall, 23380 Fifth Avenue, Florala, Alabama – 334-858-8102
An old washtub planted with yellow flowers welcomed us at the doorway, and homemade birdhouses swung on a post. A gourd birdhouse painted with blue flowers had the most curb appeal.
The storefront seems small, but once inside the displays just go on forever.
I knew the display I wanted, so I moved quickly to the shelves of blue canning jars, some with lids and some without their lids that rusted away or were lost long ago. I found four with lids for Elizabeth, and I called to report the happy news to her right away.
Cobalt blue Milk of Magnesia glass bottles were shining under the shop lights on another shelf along with tiny bright blue Vicks jars.
I thought Elizabeth would like the dark blue bottles, and I was considering some for myself when Jim read my mind and said:
Are you really going to buy Milk of Magnesia bottles?
I think the bright blue will be pretty on the secretary in the bedroom with the blue toile curtains, I pleaded.
Jim threatened, Wait till your Mother hears that you paid $5.00 for a Milk of Magnesia bottle!
Now, just a minute here. My Mother is not hearing anything about this! Besides she would only be puzzled as to why I paid $5.00 for an empty Milk of Magnesia bottle. When I was young she thought a dose would give you a better complexion and cure the common cold, besides taking care of constipation. She knew I would do anything for a better complexion. Now that I think about it, was she just saying that so I would swallow that stuff down and she could get even with me for sassing her?
Jim said nicely on our Anniversary Day, Oh, your Mother would never do that, and you always had a sweet disposition!
Jim, watch out now, lightning could strike you and I might be seated by you in the Jeep when it strikes!
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