I had my latest of these moments this weekend when I successfully cooked something using only the random ingredients I already had in my cupboards. My mom's ability to do this has been baffling me for years.
Considering all I had to work with were chocolate chips, a boxed cake mix and a can of sweetened condensed milk, the results were decent. I literally typed those ingredients into a Google search and found a recipe for "Can't Leave Alone Bars," and went to work. Certainly not the best thing I've ever made, but not a bad effort. My co-workers, who have been known to eat days-old pizza left out in the office, thought they were delicious.
Yep. I am my mother's daughter. I mean, I haven't yet started humming to myself or listening to the car radio at an undecipherable audio level, but I'm sure it's just a matter of time.
I would love to know when you realized you were turning into your mother.
sadly, it's my sister who is turning into my mother. i'm turning into my dad - moustache and all.
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Carey, if you are turning into your dad, then your dad is one hot mama.
ReplyDeleteI can't pinpoint the exact moment I realized I was turning into my mom but it was somehwere between rocking slippers 14 hours a day, driving 5 MPH over the speed limit and watching the Antiques Roadshow.
ReplyDeleteLovely post and so wonderful you've got a mother worth turning into! The bars sound yummy!
ReplyDeleteI'm 44 and every day I get a bit less like my mother, and that, my friend, is a very good thing!
Hugs and butterflies,
~Teresa~
Love the random item baking...and your mixer,I have mixer envy, I still use a handmixer that resembles something borrowed from my next door neighbors Fred and Wilma, oh well : ) Also I LOVE my mom, she turned 60 this year and is going on crazy adventures with friends all over including sky-diving with me. Although she has her quirks I would be lucky to be like her...but the first trait...talking with my hands if we sat on our hands we would be mute. Scary.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Thanks for reminding me that, yup, mother's day is this Sunday. I'm glad you found a way to connect with your mom. Food always seems to do the trick. And, I do hum to myself and listen to the car radio very loudly! But, what I miss most about my mom is her crying during every hymn. I've got that gene too.
ReplyDeleteI've noticed a number of similarities! Like how she cuddled babies. Like how she spoiled her cat. And struck up conversations with strangers who then told her their life stories. And bored non-gardeners to tears with her "Oh, look at this one growing, have you seen my morning glories today, just wait till you smell the lily-of-the-valley," detailing every beloved quality of every beloved flower.
ReplyDeleteAnd she sometimes embarrassed her kids. And she flirted with younger men (and was flirted with!) I miss her and I'm proud to have some of her in me!
Oh dear -- I realize daily that I'm turning into my mother! I yell at cars speeding down our street to "SLOW DOWN!"; I'm amazed at the technical prowess and social ignorance of teenagers; my index finger takes on a life of its own when I am scolding my own kids. But more than that, I'm learning about all those things Mom said to me and tried to teach me -- all those things I thought were BS until recently. Things like "family comes first," and "have faith."
ReplyDeleteI have been hearing my two brother's saying for years that they were turning into our dad. Every time I hear this I say to myself, "I will never turn into my mother!" There have been times lately where I will be talking and I hear my mother's voice, not her words but her voice. I am not sure if it is coming out of my mouth that way or if I am just hearing it in my head that way, but...oh my!
ReplyDeleteOh man, I pray I'm not turning into my mother! I mean, she's amazing, but the one doesn't need more than one of her. ;)
ReplyDeleteMy mother has always been a bit of a home body. Especially in winter she's like a hybernating bear. I believe it was last winter that I realized I don't like driving after dark and being out past 7pm on cold winter nights. So this winter I made a concerted effort to not schedule anything past 6pm. And it actually felt GREAT. I loved curling up on the couch with a cup of hot chocolate and a good book or movie and I did not miss my social interaction at all. OMG I am turning into my mother. As long as I don't rat my hair into a beehive I think I'm safe.
ReplyDeleteWhen I started getting jazzed for 'All Things Considered' on NPR.
ReplyDeleteAnd a multitude of other things that would embarrass the both of us, I'm sure.
But she sure is nifty at 60. I should be so lucky. :)
-Claire-
Lovely post, very timely for Mother’s day. I love it when others say “Like mother, like daughter” because my mom is an amazing woman who I adore so much, and I would be so grateful if I could be at least half of what she is. Happy Mother’s day to the all the moms out there! xoxo
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