Glazed memories

I called home one evening many years ago to ask my mother a question about something I was making. My dad answered the phone, a rare occasion since he was deaf. I said (shouted) Daddy, where is Mama?
Well, he said, Eb and Norma came by last night. You know Norma works at Dunkin' Donuts now? (see I come by it honestly...) and Norma told us all about what they do at the end of the evening when they are closing.
(I'm thinking, where is Mama? I need an answer!!)
And when your Mama heard that they throw out all of the doughnuts at the end of the day, she got upset.
Now not because it was wasteful mind you or that they could have gone into the compost (he was a Master Gardener) or given away.
No siree Bob, it's because she likes glazed donuts. She doesn't like many of the other kind, but the glazed ones, they are her favorite.
So she has had her mouth set for a glazed donut ever since Eb and Norma were here last night.
Daddy, where is Mama? I need to find out something.
He continues on about the different kinds of donuts he likes, pretty much all of them, especially if they have those sprinkle things on them and did I know they can make those sprinkles in just about any flavor? But maple donuts are good too. Did Dunkin' Donut make cake donuts like his mama used to, he wonders...
Daddy, I have to go, I am cooking, I'll call back later.
I thought you wanted to talk to your mama... YES!
Well, your mama has that sweet tooth and she's gone down to visit with Norma...and get herself a dozen glazed donuts.
Glazed donuts will always remind of my mother.
I don't have many good memories of her but at least I have about a dozen and they are glazed...
Here's wishing your Mother's day has a nice glaze to it.