The Place: Sunday dinner at my parent’s house.
The Menu: Turkey Dinner (most of which I can not have)
The Talk: All about family and diets and sex (weird, I know)
First of all, yay for Sunday Dinner one of the things I said I wanted to start doing more of!
I’m not there 3 minutes and the men are talking vasectomies. And it goes on from there. And on.
Then we’re talking about the new diet I’m on, everyone in my family just started a new weight loss program (also weird). I tell my mother there’s also a part of the book on how to have better sex. SHE says your father and I are all set with that. (Yes she actually said “All set with that.”) HE says what honey? She tells him what we’re talking about. He says “Yeah after 40 years I think we’ve got it figured out. We don’t need a book.”
Later, I walk by my Dad at the computer. He says “How did I miss this Wordless Wednesday?”
Why is my 65 year old father uttering the words ‘Wordless Wednesday’?
I look at the computer and my blog is up. He is wondering how he missed this new post?
I was all are you kidding me, you’re reading my blog? He tells me of course, why not? They have it in the toolbar, bookmarked. OMG.
I say jokingly well I”ll put it in bold letters at the top if I ever talk about sex. He says “Why? You think you’re going to tell me something I don’t know.” Me, stammering “Well, uh.” He says “All I need to know is if your mother’s happy. If she is, we’re good.”
Good to know. I think.
How was your Sunday Dinner?