All is Well

No need to worry. All is well with Francine. Yes, the sisters at St. Luke's and Dr. Robert Chisholm took fabulous care of our gal. Nothing was broken, just a little bruised. Nothing that a little ice pack and a gin and tonic couldn't cure! And yes, she was back at work the next day.

Francine knew she would get quite a bit of teasing from the girls. She is, after all, know as being on the excessive end of safety-conscious, okay to the extreme. All the girls said, "Mrs. Maxwell, the very first thing you taught us in Home Economics I is to turn the handle of a pot or pan into the middle of the stovetop!" (And she left her's dangling out on the edge of the right-front burner!) The girl's teased lovingly because they adore her so.

Apparently while demonstrating a technique, Francine swept lightly by the stove, and the cast iron-skillet's handle caught onto her apron's pocket and got knocked off the stove and landed on Francine's right foot. That's how it all happened.

Enough of that story. Even though all the teasing was in love, Francine is a little "sore" about what happened because after all, she is a perfectionist, and wanted everything to run smoothly during her first year back at Washington Heights. Remember how nervous she was prior to her return?

Let's all put this behind us and carry on. Do me a favor, and do not bring this incident up when you see Francine at the bridge tournament next weekend. Let us just focus on the positive whilst there.

For example, did you know that Jack is treating Francine to a tour of the Betty Crocker kitchens in Minneapolis next month? Yes, for Thanksgiving break, Francine and Jack are traveling to Minnesota. First they'll visit Francine's Aunt Marie, who lives nearby (they'll be celebrating Thanksgiving there), then the kitchens.

Jack has arranged a special tour for Francine. Sssh. She does not know. Normally, around the holidays, the kitchens are closed, but Jack (his firm represents General Mills) managed to set up the tour.

He also requested the ktchen manager to invite the Home Economics teachers from the local high school area to attend, so that Francine would not feel lonely or odd on the tour. It would be much more fun to share the experience with a group of gals who have the passion and excitement for cooking and baking and organizing and cleaning, just like Francine. And who knows Francine better than Jack (well and little old me). Isn't Jack thoughtful?

Girls, thank you so much for your concern. You are all such special ladies. What would one do without friends? I remember a quote another dear friend once said to me, "Friends are the family you choose for yourself."