“Arriving home from Dine with Nine, cleaning up from cookie baking late this afternoon!”

She’ll sneak that cookie baking in anytime. Like some people are into knitting, my mother is into baking. She brings a dough ball with her in her purse and busts it out during idle moments of the day. She’ll just knead it, or, if she has some extra time, she’ll roll it out and cut it into star shapes while she waits at the doctor’s office.