Whoopee, it’s Egg Day!

Ever since my stroke, a little over four years ago, I have voluntarily limited my intake of eggs to four per week, two each on Thursdays and Sundays.  Today, being Sunday, is Egg Day!  I know it sounds silly, but I really look forward to those two occasions each week.  Not only do I have 2OM (two egss over medium), but I surround them with a rasher of bacon and a heaping mound of fresh-made potatoes, either home fries or hash browns, depending upon my preference that day.

The important thing about this little ritual is not the eggs themselves, but the ritual.  As we age, it is only natural that our activities decrease, and our interaction with real live people diminishes.  We don’t plan for it to happen; it just does.  My personal predicament became even more pronounced about seven months ago when we moved into a community that is still under construction.  Without a job to go to, or any new friends to hang out with, my two weekly Egg Days have become focal points in my septuagenarian life.

What I am trying to say is that we all need something in our lives to look forward to, to anticipate, to be grateful for.  For some, it might just be a good book that demands to be read, or a round of golf played on a brand new course.  In my case, it all boils down to a couple of egg whites and a pair of yellow yolks staring back at me from a plate.  I don’t mean to sound maudlin, I can assure you.  It is what it is.  I know that once spring arrives, and the new pool in our townhouse community opens for business, my circle of acquaintances will broaden considerably.  Then, who knows, maybe my special days will  become just ordinary days again, with no particular significance whatsoever.

But until all that happens, I will look forward to each and every Thursday and Sunday.  So, if you’ll excuse me, I have some cooking—and eating—to do.  Whoopee!  It’s Egg Day!

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I am a former professional fly-fishing guide, and I write the Matt Davis Mystery Series, which presently consists of five books: As the Twig is Bent, Opening Day, Twice Bitten, Broken Promises and Deadly Ransom. The series is set in the real town of Roscoe, NY, in the Catskill Mountains, where I guided for ten years. I love fly fishing, movies, cooking (and eating), and music. To learn more about me and my writing, please visit my website at: http://www.joeperronejr.com.
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11 Responses to Whoopee, it’s Egg Day!

  1. Sue Merritt says:

    Excellent! And you’re so right…we tend to become hermits as this time in life! Since your new community is still in the “growing” stages, walk around and greet new people…they are alone, too! You go, Joey! Love your writing!

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  2. Rebecca M. Perrone says:

    Ha,ha,ha,ha,ha! Trust me, I know all too well about “egg day”. You announce it each time it comes around. I basically LOATHE eggs, due to childhood trauma with loose, loose egg breakfasts my mother served. I didn’t mind the serving, but the eating made me ill…sigh. I’ve told you this MANY times, but you still share your joy of eggs ever week.

    I am commenting on this post because you are so much more than the afore mentioned day. We met and married after knowing each other only 6 weeks and 2 days,but not seeing each other all that time. Between us we had 3 boys and 1 girl, ranging in age from 4-11 years .(YIKES!) That was 38.5 years ago, so we did something right! One of the many reasons I love you is the diversity and depth of your mind and of your being, and for your sweet and generous heart.

    You know that when we began and for the next 5 years or so I was the only female premise advertising salesperson in the two companies I worked (NJ Bell and Handi Guide). It was me and about 40 men, so I consider myself a bit of an expert on this subject. My point is, that of all the men I have met and worked with, you are the only one I wanted to spend my life with. I just want folks to know that you are FAR more than “The Egg Day Man”. You are and always be the great love of my life.

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  3. Joe – Now you have my mouth watering. The photo was a big help–especially with the hash browns and bacon! Hey, I just had a bright idea: Guess what we’re having for supper tonight?? Mmmm. Hope you and Becky have a wonderful Christmas and New Year!

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  4. Whoopie! We’re having Ham & Egg English Muffins for supper–generally enjoy our eggs twice a week. Yes, eggs are good for the eyesight I’ve been told. Merry Christmas & Happy New Year too! 🙂

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  5. balroop2013 says:

    I am glad eggs excite you to write about them! Have a wonderful holiday season and a lovely Christmas.

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