"Sit up straight," Mom told me. I'd been sitting on my knees.
She passed a bowl to Dad. "More peas, dear?" She had a strange look on her face like the cat that had just swallowed a canary.
"Yes, I love your peas." Dad stretched 'love' out like it was a rubber band.
Something weird was happening between them. Something about peas. And I wanted to know what.
"Years ago, when we were newlyweds, I made Irish stew, for the first time--corn, carrots, peas," Mom told me. "Your father ate every bite."
"And asked for seconds." Dad used his knife to catch a pea and speared it with his fork. "Your mother is a good cook. I enjoyed the meal."
"So. Dad loves peas."
"That's what I thought." Mom took a sip of coffee. "But I discovered the truth the next day when I was hanging the wash on the line. When our neighbour, at that time, Mrs. Foster--"
"A childhood friend," Dad added.
"When Mrs. Foster stopped by to talk. 'Have you taught Jim to eat peas, yet?' she asked."
"Taught him to?" I looked first at Mom, then at Dad. "You mean you didn't like peas?"
"Not until I tasted your mother's." He grinned at me.
"I don't get it? What makes her peas so different?"
"Her secret ingredient." A smile filled Dad's face and it passed it to Mom. "Love."
Sharing my author journey...
What is social networking?
-Marketing to potential readers...
-Networking with your peers...
Last year I came rather hard in favour of blogging and Google +. Anything else I maintained was a time suck. This year... Well, this
year, I'm not so sure.
Well, because of what happened last week.
Twitter: The beginning of last week, I blissfully unaware of a major event that was due to occur on this very blog. I was unaware until I looked at the stats. 194,999. 194,999? I was one hit away from 195,000 page views.
It'll happen, I told myself. Relax.
But I couldn't relax. I wanted it to happen now.
So what did I do?
I posted a simply request on Twitter. Then I travelled back to witness the results. But I was too late. By the time I arrived I was already at 195,003. Thank you!
And don't get me started on Facebook. It's so addictive. Who knew it would be so fun.
But, I tell myself--often. Remember Twitter and Facebook are like cake and cookies. Fun to nibble but don't make a meal out of them.
That's me. You?