Nana Renanalogies

NOTE: Don't bother looking for posts #1-#46, they don't exist.  FORTY-SEVEN is my go-to exaggeration number...whether it's 4700, 47,000 or 47,000,000 I just always default to '47'.  Just go with me, it'll be fine. This anecdote is what prompted the previous post with this title... A few days ago my husband overheard part of a phone conversation that mentioned "dry shampoo".  He remarked "Who came up with that?"  I said, "I don't know, its been around for decades." Later, lunching with my girls -- *Umi Sushi in Angleton is DA BOMB, btw!* -- I asked them if they knew that dry shampoo had been around since the 1960s, at least.  They did not!  Yep, there was one brand called "Psssssssst!" (Not sure about the exact number of "S"s in the name, to convey that sense of onomatopeia.) The Hairista flipped it on me, she being the biggest proponent of said product and knowledgable about all such "heady" thing...

My apologies to Amy Tan and her fans, but I have never read one of her books.  Movies are usually ruined by reading the source material and that movie so perfectly crystalized a thought in my mind that I hate to chance destroying it by reading the book, acknowledging full well that it could possibly ENHANCE the experience.  In a nutshell, the story chronicles four mothers and the multi-dimensional relationships with their daughters.  By flipping back and forth from the present to the children's experiences and to their mothers' pasts as children and young adults, you see what they cannot see in each other: what happens to us today changes who we are and can potentially affect generations as yet unborn. Let me simplify it with a favorite holiday story:  A couple are preparing a holiday meal for their family.  The husband notices that his wife...per usual...slices both ends off the ham before placing it in the pan to bake.  Cuious he asks why and she explains...