Maturity. Muffin Anyone?

                                      MATURITY        MUFFIN ANYONE?

 One question in some of our minds is:  When we get older do we become sweeter or more sour?
 Smarter or denser? More mature or less so?
As we have our breakfast every morning, in our large dining room in our Senior Home, we are
offered a 'home baked muffin'. Each day there is a different selection. My favorite is the blueberry muffin, and we are not allowed to touch them or to pick it ourselves. The only way to indicate which is, I tell the waitress..." blueberry, a BIG one."  I  giggle with the others as I say it because even I know that I sound like a 4 or 5 year old child.

One morning my daughter was over early and heard me. Her face turned a different shade of pink, a deeper one, and rolled her eyes ......
"Ma! A 'BIG' one?" I didn't like to embarrass her but what choice did I have...to get a small muffin or even a medium sized muffin? I wanted a BIG one, could even be the largest one on the tray!
 The 'Problem' stayed with me all day and overnight,  but I woke up with the answer. I'd give Debbie a call in the morning. "When we reach my age" I'd explain, " we should be permitted to talk any way we want to!" Suddenly it hit me, Debbie had a point too...that we can ask for a LARGE one in a more grownup way. I couldn't wait to try it! At breakfast time, Sherry, our waitress came by, "Muffins!"
she said, "Corn or blueberry?"  I spoke first, I'll have a blueberry," I  said and added, " a NICE one."
I motioned with the fingers on my hand, pleased with myself. I was talking like a grownup to a grownup. And when she picked me out a muffin,which was the biggest one on the tray and handed
it to me with a smile and a wink I knew that I had learned something valuable and I was eager to try it again with something else!
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