Frozen Fruity Friday

Margie: Look at this, sister. I've found the perfect way to beat this summer heat. Fruit desserts. What could be cooler or more refreshing?  I'm going to start eating a different dessert every day to stay cool.  Why don't you get Mama's old fan so you can fan me while I enjoy my dessert?

Edna:  I'm going to ignore that request, sister.  But you've certainly got the right idea about keeping cool by eating fruit desserts.  It's so hot outside, all I want to eat these days is cold fruit. These triple-decker citrus popsicles look like they'll do quite nicely.

Margie: Hand me one of those sister, then I'll go make some Special Tea popsicles. After one of those we won't even realize how hot it is.

Edna:  You're on!

Orange Crisp!

Margie: Edna, I have found the perfect drink for my summer and don't you touch it! It's called Orange Crisp and I think I'm going to be addicted. I love orange and I sure love a drink with a kick.


In these days when money is tight this looks like a good thing for me. I love a bargain. What will you be drinking this summer, sister?


Edna: We'd best be calling Cousin T to go down to the Save-a-Lot and buy some in bulk, because I love that stuff too! I don't want to be fighting you over the last bottle.


Margie: You best be calling him then and tell him to pick up a strong lock for me.

Iced tea to quench your summer thirst

Margie: Edna, today is National Iced Tea Day. I wonder how much iced tea we've had to drink in our lifetime? Daddy sure did love tea. Mama always had a big pitcher in the fridge for him.

I think Cousin T is the only person who can drink as much tea as Daddy did. What do you think, sister?

Edna: I don't know, I've seen you put away gallons of the stuff then blame me when it's all gone. Speaking of which, we're all out so you'd best go make some more.

Margie: I'm not well, sister. The Dr. told me not to lift any pans. The best I can do is hold a tea glass then I run to the potty chair because of this medicine.

Ouch! Call my male nurse. Hurry!

Edna: Oh, I can hear the violins playing now. But you're right, the doctor said you should rest so I'll go brew us up a fresh batch of iced tea. But I don't want to hear any complaints about how I made it. Deal?

Margie: Deal. Make sure you put enough sugar, Edna. Oh, don't put ice in it until it cools off.

Edna: Good Lord folks, next thing you know she'll want me to call her "Your Majesty" and curtsy when I bring her a glass of iced tea. Kiss my grits, your royal highness!