Yesterday, Saturday, I
made dinner for my week. I talked about how I made spaghetti. The
spaghetti turned out pretty good.I cooked the spaghetti then been drained than transfer the noodles to a huge mixing bowl I found, which I a used to mix the
spaghetti up with the marinara sauce. I let the concoction cool all
evening and then packed everything all the spaghetti into a nice
plastic box my older brother sent sent over a number of months ago
full of food.
Yesterday while I was cooking I received a text message from my cousin. My cousin who lives not far from me not far from me. Taylorsville. This is my cousin Scott, who owns and operates the Mechanic Man, a full-service garage Murray Utah, not far from where I now live.
Yesterday while I was cooking I received a text message from my cousin. My cousin who lives not far from me not far from me. Taylorsville. This is my cousin Scott, who owns and operates the Mechanic Man, a full-service garage Murray Utah, not far from where I now live.
Scott's grandmother is my
Aunt Elaine. My aunt is old-school, from that segment of the US
population were family matters. My mother and aunt Elaine were
sisters both sharing the same philosophy. When my mother was alive
she insisted that I take my vehicle to Scott primarily because Scott
was family who would then be forced to give me a deal. When my mother
died, aunt Elaine turned on the family mythology of if you have a
private business you have to get deals your family.
Scott is my second cousin,
Scott is my first cousins Jess and Judy's kid. Scott is like one of
seven or kids. But I was driving my van and using Scott as my
mechanic I think I wore my cousin out or more likely my mother and
his mother what amount forcing him to work on my vehicle. I finally
stopped taking the vehicle into his shop such in his frustration. But
Scott and I are still cousins and I definitely appreciate Scott being
in my life. Scott helped move me when Dianne and I broke up. I still
have possessions stored in his holding lot. Scott and I will still
connected by Facebook's and we chat, not regularly but we do stay in
touch. I am totally amazed at how active Scott S with his family and
doing family functions. I love watching his Facebook posts and all
the neat things they do. Yesterday Scott posted is making Hulu hulu
chicken and wanted to know if he can bring some over… Silly
question.
I spent the morning trying
to bring order from the chaos I created last night cooking the
spaghetti and was more than pleased when I got up message from my
cousin that he was bringing dinner over. Scott brought over the
chicken of course but also rice, cauliflower and broccoli, homemade
rolls and a deluxe homemade fruit salad of watermelon, pineapple and
grapes. This was a feast the best part I still have chicken parts for
at least two more meals. I still have the meal on my table giving
fragrance to my entire apartment. I get the feeling that Scott thinks
I'm his uncle, I'm old enough to fit that relative slot and it just
feels right for me to be a uncle versus a second cousin. It's
relative confusion, I understand that a dilemma often suffered in
Mormon families. Whatever the breakdown am thankful for my family
ties and occasional dinners.
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