Eggs and Bacon (Photo: mhaithaca)
It’s easy to forget things until someone or something triggers your memory. Life has a funny way of reminding you of certain events that you haven’t thought about for years, or even decades. In an instant, you can be taken back to a time or place you have consciously chosen to forget or that simply wasn’t important enough to remember.
I have heard a lot of stories about my Mom and Dad’s moving adventures during the ’70′s and ’80′s, but obviously some stories get lost or forgotten over time. If I hadn’t moved to another country and brought up some of the problems I was having due to an inability to communicate in the native language, I don’t think my Mom would have spent much time thinking about the few months she spent in Venezuela. However, I am glad I was able to take her back to the restaurant where an obviously frustrated man, thought that increasing the volume of his voice would make it easier for a Spanish speaking waitress to understand English. I can almost hear the guy yelling, “Eggs and bacon!”
This has become our new rallying cry and a way for us to make light of the constant barrage of ridiculousness. If we have a bad experience attempting to order food, then we’ll say, “Eggs and bacon.” If we sit down at a table that has bowls and forks that would be too small for Sweet Jayl’n to eat with, then I’ll think, “Eggs and bacon.” If we get served somebody else’s meal and eat it anyway, well that’s, “Eggs and bacon.” If I watch an organized line to get on the bus disintegrate into the Royal Rumble, then I’ll shake my head and mouth the words, “Eggs and bacon.”
Needless to say, there have been a lot of moments where I have wanted to turn up the volume and yell at the top of my lungs, Eggs and bacon!!!” Thankfully, I’m a bit more civilized than that and I’m finding ways to make the necessary adjustments. As we begin our second month in China, I am optimistic about what the next few months will bring. I am gathering more relevant information and preparing myself for another opportunity to build something special. Now, if only I could find some, “Eggs and bacon!”
That’s my Tooz Sense, and it’s worth every penny.