They each took a pull off the Jagermeister bottle as they said their final farewells. My BFF buried her German grandmother today. Oma she was called. Oma was a great grandma because she introduced us to Jagermeister. When we were 14. Like I said, she was a great grandmother. She kept a bottle chilled in her fridge for stomach upsets. We spent a few evenings with Oma. Yes, you do have the right picture. Here’s to you, Oma!
There was a car part in the kitchen sink today. I found it when I was preparing dinner. “Where did you find this!?” my dad drilled. “In the sink, of course,” I replied, “have you been looking for it?” He closely analyzed it like I may have broken it. It was no bigger than the width of a pencil eraser and thinner than most watch parts. “Dad, what is it?” “It’s a keeper,” he replied. Well obviously, the way he was scrutinizing the thing. “What do you mean, keeper?” “It slips over the end of a rod and keeps things from moving,” he explained. Of course. I really don’t know why I was surprised to find a motor part in the kitchen sink. Dad had been toiling most of the afternoon on whatever machine it was, on the kitchen table! Welcome home, dad.
Love it!! CTO
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