A friend posted on Facebook today that she dearly loved Hostess Snowballs, actually preferring the pink ones over the white. Ahhhh … they were my favorite as well, many years ago. Thinking about them reminds me of the trip to Tennessee where my sisters and I rode in the back seat of the car and ate Hostess Snowballs and Chocolate Cupcakes for the week and a half that it took us to get from California to Tennessee. We devoured them at first — then we got selective, saying that we preferred one color over another — then we got to the point where we’d pull the marshmallow off and only eat the cupcake inside. We’d set them up in the back window of the car and let the sun heat them up, saying they were much better that way, kind of like we imagined a S’mores might be (that’s if we’d ever had one to compare it to). That was also the trip where we discovered 5 Cent CocaCola bottles and the 10/$1.00 hamburgers from McDonalds. A couple of dollars of hamburgers sitting in the back window along with those snowballs, and we never had to consider stopping for anything other than gas and bathroom breaks. For sure, it wasn’t the most nutritious diet for kids (or adults), but we survived it without much harm to any of us. That was our one and only vacation with my parents. When I married my husband, I learned what traveling was all about. And our kids learned from us what it was like to see the national parks, travel through the Western United States, see Mt. Rushmore and the Grand Canyon. And now they’re seasoned travelers.Fast forward to today — I’m sort of o.k. with the McDonald’s hamburger, but I can’t face a Hostess Snowball to save me. They look good, but nope, I’ll pass, thank you very much. LOL
Fast forward to today — I’m sort of o.k. with the McDonald’s hamburger, but I can’t face a Hostess Snowball to save me. They look good, but nope, I’ll pass, thank you very much. LOL But I do love to travel, especially if there’s a train to ride somewhere along the way.
Be safe, be well, and please be happy. Life is fragile — we lost two friends recently — Bruce Perry passed on December 15, 2015, and Sharon Greenelsh passed away on January 10, 2016. We attended a memorial service for Bruce earlier this evening. In reviewing his life, I was reminded once again how strange life can be. This gentleman was born a few months after my husband–he died from kidney cancer. Sharon passed away from Alzheimer’s. We’ll be attending a service for her later this month.
Be sure to tell those you love that you love them. We don’t know what the future holds, so when the opportunity to experience life presents itself, go for it.