Mama's Hot Cocoa

 

Margie: These cold winters surely make my old bones ache, sister, but I thank you for making me this warm nightgown. It's warm to my body. 

Edna, do you remember when Mama and Grandma would make us that good hot cocoa in the wintertime? My stars, that stuff would warm us through and through. They didn't use an old mix either. Remember?

Edna:  How could I forget?  It was so warm and lovely, and you know how I love my chocolate!  I remember how Mama used to make it special for us, and she'd put in broken peppermints or old pieces of candy cane.  Remember how we used to find bits of cellophane at the bottom of the cup?  We never told Mama, though, because we didn't want her to stop making us that delicious treat.

Margie: I do remember and I felt so loved when I saw that cup of cocoa. You know how I love marshmallows and Mama would always put an extra one in my cup. Nobody makes hot cocoa like that anymore.

Edna:  Well, that's certainly true.  Everything today is "instant" this, and "easy" that.  It's times like this that I really miss the old-fashioned ways.  And Mama, of course.

Thank you for reminding me of such a wonderful memory, sister.  Maybe we should make some of Mama's hot cocoa right now, it sure would warm us both up.

Margie: What a wonderful idea! Edna, please don't sling sugar all over my new nightgown. You always did that when Mama wasn't looking then she'd wonder why the floor was so gritty.

Edna:  Typical.  Why are you so bound and determined to ruin a nice conversation with some kind of crabby remark?  Just drink your cocoa, sister, and be glad I don't dump it in your lap.

Pinter-what?

Margie: Edna, while you took cookies to the nursing home I was browsing on Flakebook- I mean Facebook. I saw a slew of folks talking about some place called Pinterest so I checked it out. I really like it so I opened us an account. Would you like me to explain how it works?

Edna:  I'm not a moron, Margie, you don't need to explain it to me like I'm a child.  I know people too, you know, and I've been hearing all about this Pinterest on my own.  Even that cute Reese Whitherspoon uses it.

I'm not sure I like that we're sharing an account, you'd best not mess around with my pin boards!

Margie: You act like a child which is why I have to treat you like one. You just don't be putting things on the boards that look like a 10 year old did it.

Forget about Reese Witherspoon and go look for some pretty clothes. 

Edna:  Oh honey, I'll be looking for pretty things to put up there, don't you worry.

Margie: Edna, your pictures are not pretty! I deleted all of them. 

Edna:  Then our definitions of "pretty" differ wildly, sister.  I sure hope you weren't a complete idjit and did something stupid like delete my board about the Margiedale recruits.

Margie: Edna, you are sorely tempting me to delete YOU! 


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Frosty Friday

Edna:  Margie, all this cold weather makes me want to stay inside where it's cozy and bake something yummy.  I love looking for recipes over at the Pioneer Woman's website, and I think these look scrumptious:  Knock You Naked  Brownies.

Photo Courtesy of The Pioneer Woman Cooks

Margie:  Edna, you're a floozy and an Idjit! The only thing that knocks me naked is winning the lottery or seeing Jensen Ackles at the door.

Edna:  Margie, if I wanted to hear about you getting naked I'd have asked.  Now pardon me while I go bleach my brain.

Margie: Go ahead, sister, because you don't have to worry about killing brain cells. You've never had any.

Edna:  Folks, guess who won't be getting any of my brownies????

Singles Awareness Day

Margie: Edna, this is a day for people like you who don't have a sweetie who sends them a Valentine gift. I guess it's a day for smart women like me too because I'd rather be single as picking up after some man who thinks I'm going to be his maid and cook. I guess that's not limited to men since you seem to think the same thing. I know it's bad enough being stuck with you so I'm not about to add a husband to the equation.

Edna:  Good Lord, Margie, the entire Jericho VFW is aware of your status as a single woman.  So is the Jericho county sheriff's department, the volunteer firefighters, and that poor tax preparer at  H&R Block you tried to sweet-talk into helping you get a bigger tax refund.  You do not need a Singles Awareness Day, trust me.

Besides, I have a French-talking sweetie who's going to whisk me off to Tahiti this weekend so I don't need it either. I don't tell you everything, you know.

Margie: Edna, if you're going to Tahiti with a Frenchman then I'm going to New Zealand with this rugby player I just met. Don't hurry back.

Happy Valentine's Day!

 

 To all of our wonderful readers, fans, and friends, we wish you a Happy Valentine's Day! 

 Love, Margie and Edna

Frosty Fridays

Margie: Edna, do you remember when Daddy told us we should always plan ahead? If our power went out right now we'd be fine even though it's cold. I even heard the weatherman say something about snow.

Valentine's Day is coming soon and that makes me think about warm things like roses, chocolate, and hot tubs. Do you think I should add a warm body to my wish list? I wish Valentine's Day was here already because I'm cold.

Edna:  Margie, even in the face of bitter winter cold, do you still have to think like a floozy?  That's not what Daddy meant about planning ahead, and you know it!

But if you're wishing for a warm body, make sure he brings in enough wood to keep the stove going for at least a week.  That fire isn't going to feed itself.

Margie: Edna, you should probably plan on going somewhere warm that week. Maybe you could go see the Biddy's.

Or would you like for me to find you a warm body? You'll sure never get one on your own.

Edna:  Margie, I've got a warm body part right here you can kiss, so pucker up!