I made a reservation to have my fingernails done. Noon tomorrow? Okay, fine. About 15 minutes later I got a call asking if I could come in at 4:00 today. Okay, fine. I arrived on time. The place was full and overflowing. She asked me if I could come back at noon tomorrow. I tried to be patient as I said that was my first time slot and she called to change it. I wasn’t horribly ugly about it. But more me than Jesus came through I’m pretty sure.
As I came back into the house I was grumbling, “That would drive me to drink – a Mountain Dew if I had one.”
Roger responded by telling me about what he remembered about my first drink of Mnt Dew – from a bottle even!
We were visiting Uncle Jim and Aunt Gladys in Littleton, Colorado. They were more on the cutting edge of new trends in food and drink. 😀
Uncle Jim offered me a drink of Mountain Dew. I was highly suspicious – to me Mountain Dew was that illegal liquor my Granddad bootlegged years before. I wasn’t so sure I wanted to associated with any drink of that name. Roger remembers me being very cautious about drinking it. But my Uncle Jim was a preacher man, so I guess I trusted him and took a swig. Roger thinks I was hesitant to drink from the bottle. I don’t know how that computed in his little boy memory. I’m sure we all drank soda from bottle at that time.
I’m surprised he remembers such a thing. Shows how much little guys watch and pay attention to big guys and the lessons they learn and remember.
I hope my place in line to get my nails all prettied up will not be too long tomorrow but if it is I think I will just stop at Dollar General and buy a Mountain Dew. Come home and drink!