Mom was more than careful with what she had. She was so frugal and made do all of her life. She had one spatula. By the time I left home I don't think it could be called a spatula any longer. Actually it was always called the "rubber scraper". But there was only ever one 'rubber scraper' and in time it was actually 'a wooden stick with some rubber around it'. (it was obviously better rubber than we have now on the cheapey rubber spatulas!!) How could it ever have scrapped anything? And because it was the only one and used for everything it was discolored and brown. It was clean. Mom was very careful with 'clean' but it was an interesting shade of brown.
When we were married we had a rubber scraper. I don't know if it was a wedding gift or if I bought it but we had one. After a number of years I came to realize the monetary value of a rubber scraper. So why the heck did I only have one and why the heck was it just as discolored and worn as my Mom's? I made a decision to: 1. have more than one rubber scraper and 2. throw them out when the rubber was cracked and broken!
I often wonder what sort of things our Daughter will realize she has been doing/is doing because 'that is the way Mom did it'! I hope she can smile and do it differently .......
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It is funny to realize you are doing things the way your mom always did and they think to yourself.....why? It's even funnier to ask your mom why she does it that way and her answer is, "I don't know, I guess my mom always did it that way?" We are creatures of habit and tradition but it is good to break through to the why and just be ourself.
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