Hearth Kit by Shalae Tippets, Decorative Swirls-Grunged by Lori Cook (Scrap Girls)My sweet husband was in Maine two weeks ago for his Mother's funeral and I almost asked him to bring me back a Whoopie Pie, but these are not items tht travel well in a carry-on bag. As soon as it came, the thought was forgotten. Until Monday. On Monday Ed walked through the door with two boxes bearing "WhoopiePies.com" and a simple drawing of a Whoopie Pie. Immediately my heart began to race. I grabbed one out of the nearly empty top box (he had shared with his friends at work!) and tore open the cellophane. As I took my first bite of that confection, I was overwhelmed by my husband's thoughtfulness and homesickness for that state that still remains "home" in my heart. The tears started to roll down my cheeks- much to Ed's surprise! I had to take the boys to Karate, so I gave Ed a big kiss and dashed out the door. I think Reed and Parker wondered what I was crying about all the way to American Fork, but they are pretty used to how weird their mom is, and just let it go.
So, I don't really know what my emotional attachment to Whoopie Pies is. . . I probably need some serious phychoanalysis because every time I even think about this event I cry all over again! What I know without a doubt is that WhoopiePies.com has just scored a regular customer!
5 comments:
Oh my Heck - you have me laughing so hard right now. Remember trying to make them when we got to Utah? I don't remember if we really succeeded in getting the recipe "New England" right, but we sure had fun. Glad you enjoyed your Whoopie Pie. Ed is so thoughtful!
hahaha. Don't tell John Gregory...he might go into a whoopie pie coma!! Too funny!
Kaye, I notice you and I are the only 2 crying at church many times. We have sympathetic tear ducts apparently. I found your blog entry very touching. The thoughtfulness of sweet Ed, a little longing for home, a favorite treat from home that keeps you connected to Maine. I feel that way about Bing candy bars and Montana. You were probably subconsciously letting go of another connection to Maine with the passing of Ed's Mom. It all adds up to me. Let the tears fall. They are healing and normal to me. I don't have a fondness for whoopie pies, but maybe that's because like you said...I have never had one from Maine. The chocolate part looks yummy but the marshmallowy inside....I can do without.
Joan
I've never even heard of Whoopie Pies but I'm sure they're super yummy! Good for you and what a sweet, thoughtful husband. :)
How funny-- I've been thinking about making whoopie pies, found a good recipe online, but now maybe I'll just order some. The artwork is just charming, AND I live in Utah too-- yep, a little farther north in Farmington. Small internet world isn't it?
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