Jiggle is the word of the day. Okay jiggle. I think of the flesh of my upper arm that shakes when I wave. Jello jiggles. I don’t eat jello. I have not for some time. I made lime jello one year for Thanksgiving at my aunt Bette’s. It had pineapple in it and cream cheese. It was surprisingly good. Aunt Bette had a traditional dinner. The little cut glass dish full of condiments- sweet pickles, carrots and such. The green bean casserole with crunchy onions from a can.