Doris Day - Sentimental Journey (remastered)

I've been personal on this blog, but today I'm going to be extremely personal. Today is the 4th  anniversary of my mom's death.  This was one of her favorite songs and reminds me of her generation. I miss her like you miss a mom.  A hug, a warm embrace, an encouraging word.  But, most of all, I miss her sense of humor.  She always made me laugh.  No matter what, she made me laugh.  For that, and so many other things, I'll always be grateful that she was my mom.  

Smelt

oh no...I came from Ohio

No, it is not the past tense for smell, although I have heard, "He smelt bad." I don't think you'd get an agent if you used it in a query letter. It is a small fish, which often heralds the beginning of spring.  What?  It is indigenous to the Great Lakes and fishing season often starts in late March in Chicago.  Why?  Well, I just bought some and fried them up. Did you ever have a taste for something and then when you ate it, wondered why you ever liked it in the first place?  I remember having them when I lived in California and  I thought they were good. Things change, as do memories. Sometimes, it's better to move on and acquire new tastes.