Talking

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Originally uploaded by super rachel zana.

My mother will kill me when she sees these pictures, but I am posting them anyway, not because I am an evil daughter, but because I really love them. My mother talks a lot. Her conversation is animated even when she discusses the weather, particularly when she discusses the windy weather, which she dislikes. Few things make her more edgy than a 45 mile an hour wind. I know this because I lived with her for 18 years and visited frequently after that. These pictures are so . . . well, my mother, to me at least. She is famous in our family for THE LOOK, which could make small children shrivel in their pews when she was Sunday School superintendent. When she gave THE LOOK, you were smart if you ran the other direction. But my mother is also a fantastic story teller; her animated face can put you into stitches. Just a few days ago I was conversing on the phone, and she was telling me her adventures at the bank involving scraping out the frosting in Oreo cookies and replacing them with toothpaste on April Fool's Day. I could just imagine her expressive face telling the story, and let me tell you I howled and laughed so much my face hurt and my abdominal muscles were exhausted.