Well, I’m home. And, with my folks, there
sure ain’t no place like it. Have you
ever heard those “Larry the Cable Guy” jokes?
“If you refer to
the tent outside your short bus as ‘the guest bedroom’…”
“If you think a
semi trailer in your backyard is the perfect location for your next business
concept….”
“If your coffee
is ground in a mill that does not have a plug…”
“If you and your
sister consider Busch Light with a hunk of lime in it a ‘specialty beverage’…”
“If your idea of
a great Saturday night involves the kind of stripper you buy at the hardware
store…”
“If you’ve
started thinking that your bare gums look kinda pretty…”
We just might be a bunch of rednecks. But,
you know what? After enough time away, and for a millions reasons, right where
I started feels like exactly where I ought to be right now.
I’m back in a kitchen at Schoolcraft
College’s Baking and Pastry Arts program and learning some of the most valuable
lessons of my life working my ass off on the line at the Morley & Sander’s
Candy Factory to pay for it. I visit my old-friend-of-a restorative dentist
bi-weekly to ratchet on my almost million-dollar smile and you bet you’re butt
by the end of this that’s all you’ll be seeing…
…right outside of that sweet little
semi-trailer of a manufactory.
As always, hope all is well at home,
wherever home may be.
Love,
Alexandra
