My goat and chicken buddy, Paula , says she makes the broccoli salad adding in sunflower seeds and bean sprouts, which I'll love the added crunch. Also, a fella at work says he uses sour cream rather than mayo. Check out the previous post for the recipe, give it a try, and let me know what you think.
On Christmas Day, the local newpaper was several days old and I kept intending to read it. I was sleepy, crawled in bed with the newspaper. Opened to the OBITUARIES, and I read CAROLYN GARRISON. Y'all wouldn't know Carolyn, but do you ever have those moments, where you don't think you are looking at something correctly, or not comprehending correctly? I'm trying to focus and in my mind, CAROLYN GARRISON, I'm thinking not my CAROLYN GARRISON. CAROLYN GARRISON! She died on Dec 19th and was buried on Dec 23rd. 55 years old, dropped dead of a heart attack. My buddy. Oh, how we laughed with each other, we cracked each other up. We saw the world through the same cynical glasses.
I'm just relaying the story, because it sort of compares to how I felt on the morning of Sept 11th 2001, I was sleeping in bed with a horrible head cold, my father-in-law called, HURRY, TURN ON THE TV!, click. After knocking everything off my nightstand, I got the TV turned on, and I'm staring at the screen, thinking I'm trippin' on Nyquil, I'm trying to make sense of what I'm seeing.
Carolyn's obituary was another unexpected shocking moment, seems too overwhelming to comprehend.