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Promptings from Valhalla - 36. Family Ties

The prompt for today is from:
The Writer’s Toolbox
First Sentence: My mother was doing that thing she did. That thing with the rag in the sink.
Non Sequitur: She found a diamond bracelet in the back of the car.
Last Sentence: the thing he does with the newspaper

My mother was doing that thing she did. That thing with the rag in the sink. The dishrag had to be folded just-so when she did the dishes. First, she’d fold the square piece of fabric in half, then run it under warm water. Then that half would be folded in half and dipped in a tub of soapy water. Then she’d repeat the process three times. Only then would she be ready to actually wash the dishes. It used to drive me nuts when I was I kid, but now I found it oddly endearing.

“Can I help?” I asked, already knowing the answer.

“You can dry,” she stated, as she worked on removing the remnants of her famous meatloaf from our plates.

“Sure thing.” I stood and removed a patterned towel from the drawer next to the fridge. I watched her wash several dishes before taking one from the dishrack and drying it. We worked silently, our thoughts punctuated by the click and clang of corelle ware and cutlery. Cleaning up after dinner for just the two of us normally took all of ten minutes. Now it took about fifteen. Five extra minutes doesn’t sound like a lot, but our meal wasn’t any larger than we typically made. And mom was only in her early sixties. Much too young to be slowing down.

“Did I tell you Sarah found the bracelet she lost?” she asked as she handed me a glass.

“The diamond one Phil gave her for their anniversary? She was so upset about losing it. Where was it?”

“In the back of the car. She thinks it fell off when she was unloading the groceries.”

“Well good thing she found it.”

“Yeah.”

“So how’s Henry?”

I almost dropped the glass. “He’s great. I, uh… actually wanted to talk to you about him.”

She handed me the last plate to dry and unfolded the dishcloth in order to rinse out the soap, then draped it over the faucet. “Let’s go sit in the living room.” She walked through the kitchen and sat on the couch, slightly unsteady, but with determined strides. I put the last plate away and followed.

Her hand shook slightly as she placed it around mine and squeezed. “You’re my baby boy, you know that, right?”

I smiled. “Yeah, mom. I know. You tell me every time. But thirty is hardly a baby.”

“You could be a hundred and you’ll still be my baby.” She patted my cheek. “Wait here. I have something for you.”

She stood and walked to her bedroom, returning in only a couple of minutes. She sat next to me and turned to face me, sitting sideways. She reached for my hand and pressed something cold and solid into it. Tears slid down her cheeks.

I looked at what she had given me and gasped. My heart pounded. “Mom… what?”

“It’s your father’s wedding ring. I want you to have it. I think Henry will approve, don’t you?”

I stared at her, mouth open. “But how? How did you know?”

She snorted. “Honey, I wasn’t born yesterday. I’ve known from the beginning that Henry was more than your roommate. It’s about time you made it official.”

“How did you know I wanted to propose?”

“Your brothers had the same look in their eyes when they talked about proposing to their spouses. And your father, God rest his soul, had the same look in his when bent down on one knee and said ‘marry me, babe’.”

I laughed. That was my dad. Always to the point.

“So you approve?”

She nodded. “Of course I approve. Henry makes you happy. And he’s a delightful young man. I’m so proud of you, sweetheart.”

I drew her into a tight hug. “Thank you,” I whispered.

“So what made you decide to pop the question?”

I grinned. “You know that thing Dad used to do with the newspaper? How he had to turn right to the word puzzles and complete them before he read any of the articles? And no one could touch the paper until he was done with it. Well, Henry does the same exact thing. When I realized that, I knew I never wanted to let him go.”

My mom sniffled into a tissue. “I didn’t think anyone read the paper anymore. Isn’t everything online now?”

“Yeah, but Henry’s old-fashioned. Another thing I love about him.”

“Then cherish every moment.”

I hugged her again. “I will, mom. I will.”

Please check out Cole Matthews' take on the same prompt in "Shuffle off to Buffalo".  Only one more prompt to go, since Cole and Randy return home tomorrow :(  Thanks for reading! 
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The time was too short for their visit. I'm glad though that the both of you did the prompts together. The stories were funny, scary and heartwarming.

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‘Exact same’ was one of my mother’s pet peeves – back in the Seventies! She hated the redundancy. She’d say that it should be phrased ‘exactly the same.’
;–)

I’m not sure who has my parents’ wedding rings, probably my older brother. Even if I had a boyfriend to propose to, I don’t think my parents would have approved. I doubt I’d be allowed to give my father’s wedding band to a theoretical fiancé.
;–)

But I certainly remember washing and drying our Butterfly Gold Corelle dinnerware…
;–)

Corellebowl.jpg

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Even though they were supposed to be shatter-resistant, my father managed to break quite a few Corelle bowls (the floor was non-ceramic tile on a concrete slab foundation) – I don’t recall anyone else breaking them.
;–)

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Sweet tale. I've always heard that a girl wants a guy like her dad, but it's a new one on me that a guy wants a guy like his dad. I like it! :)

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16 hours ago, droughtquake said:

Even though they were supposed to be shatter-resistant, my father managed to break quite a few Corelle bowls (the floor was non-ceramic tile on a concrete slab foundation) – I don’t recall anyone else breaking them.
;–)

My kids have broken a few. :) 

14 hours ago, Geron Kees said:

I've always heard that a girl wants a guy like her dad, but it's a new one on me that a guy wants a guy like his dad. I like it! :)

Ugh, No thank you. :no: 

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There is a sound that only Corelle makes when cutlery hits it. It's kind of annoying, and comforting too. This was supremely sweet, sis. Not to sweet... just right. :)  Well done!

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1 hour ago, Headstall said:

My kids have broken a few. :) 

Corelle made a much nicer impression than the unbreakable gray stuff it replaced. I can’t remember what that stuff was called, but it wasn’t Tupperware-like flexible plastic. Ugly gray Melmac (Melamine) plates and dishes! And replacing Corelle was much cheaper than the china set.
;–)

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21 hours ago, dughlas said:

The time was too short for their visit. I'm glad though that the both of you did the prompts together. The stories were funny, scary and heartwarming.

Thank you :hug:  :kiss:  

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21 hours ago, droughtquake said:

‘Exact same’ was one of my mother’s pet peeves – back in the Seventies! She hated the redundancy. She’d say that it should be phrased ‘exactly the same.’
;–)

I’m not sure who has my parents’ wedding rings, probably my older brother. Even if I had a boyfriend to propose to, I don’t think my parents would have approved. I doubt I’d be allowed to give my father’s wedding band to a theoretical fiancé.
;–)

But I certainly remember washing and drying our Butterfly Gold Corelle dinnerware…
;–)

 

I think everyone had that set in the '70s.  lol

21 hours ago, droughtquake said:

Even though they were supposed to be shatter-resistant, my father managed to break quite a few Corelle bowls (the floor was non-ceramic tile on a concrete slab foundation) – I don’t recall anyone else breaking them.
;–)

We broke our share of Corelle ware.  It's shatter-resistant, not shatter-proof.  

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19 hours ago, Geron Kees said:

Sweet tale. I've always heard that a girl wants a guy like her dad, but it's a new one on me that a guy wants a guy like his dad. I like it! :)

Thanks :) 

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4 hours ago, Headstall said:

Ugh, No thank you. :no: 

Haha same here.  

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4 hours ago, Headstall said:

There is a sound that only Corelle makes when cutlery hits it. It's kind of annoying, and comforting too. This was supremely sweet, sis. Not to sweet... just right. :)  Well done!

Thanks so much :hug:  :kiss:  

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11 hours ago, Headstall said:

My kids have broken a few. :) 

Ugh, No thank you. :no: 

Haha. I meant I like the originality of the idea, not the idea itself!

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WTF is Corelle whatever? Ask aunty Google ....Ahhh  here it's arcoroc or arcopal.

Anyway it's funny we always look for familiar elements that enable trust. I liked this. :)

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30 minutes ago, aditus said:

WTF is Corelle whatever?

From the Wikipedia page:

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Corelle is a brand of glassware and dishware. It is made of Vitrelle, a tempered glass product consisting of two types of glass laminated into three layers. It was introduced by Corning Glass Works in 1970, but is now manufactured and sold by Corelle Brands. A typical Corelle dinner plate measures 26 centimetres in diameter and weighs 355 grams.

 

It was particularly ubiquitous in the Seventies and Eighties. Corelle dinnerware is opaque white, usually with patterns printed on it. Being glass, it worked in the microwave, but got very hot.

Arcoroc and Arcopal appear to be transparent or translucent glass.

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3 hours ago, aditus said:

WTF is Corelle whatever? Ask aunty Google ....Ahhh  here it's arcoroc or arcopal.

Anyway it's funny we always look for familiar elements that enable trust. I liked this. :)

:gikkle: Glad you liked it :)  

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On 8/16/2019 at 7:53 PM, droughtquake said:

‘Exact same’ was one of my mother’s pet peeves – back in the Seventies! She hated the redundancy. She’d say that it should be phrased ‘exactly the same.’
;–)

I’m not sure who has my parents’ wedding rings, probably my older brother. Even if I had a boyfriend to propose to, I don’t think my parents would have approved. I doubt I’d be allowed to give my father’s wedding band to a theoretical fiancé.
;–)

But I certainly remember washing and drying our Butterfly Gold Corelle dinnerware…
;–)

Corellebowl.jpg

I use to have that same corelle dishes! But sold all of them when a few got broken through the years!

@droughtquake, I can give you my engagement and wedding ring. I have no one to give it to!

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6 hours ago, Sherye said:

I really, really loved this! It shows how much a mom loves her son no matter their sexual orientation is!

Thank you :) Yes, that is exactly how it should be.  

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