No matter how long I’ve been a parent, I’m still capable of being astonished by my own adult children. And let nobody tell you that “adult children,” that ultimate oxymoron, aren’t still works in progress.
It’s well after midnight, and I was in the kitchen enjoying a private binge of frozen cake straight from the package. I’m was feeling out of control, fat and guilty. My husband stumbled in, looking a bit panicky.
The kitchen already is an undeclared disaster area. On one counter, bowls with ingredients ranging from lumpy to velvety stand like sentries. On another, two chopping boards bear witness to the recent massacre of onions and carrots.
Funeral services are planned for Friday for Rhawnhurst’s Ed Kelly, founder of the wildly popular Pennypack Park Music Festival and former executive director of the Greater Northeast Philadelphia Chamber of Commerce.