I called my parents the other day. I don’t know why, I must be ill. Regardless I had a, shall we say interesting conversation which went something like this –
Me – Hi Dad how are ya?
Dad – Good, what do you want?
Me – Nothing really, just felt like talking to my favourite parents.
Mom – Oh really.
*they like to be on the phone at the same time which can make for a very odd talk.*
Me – yeah, blah blah blah.
*nothing much of consequence was said for a few minutes – don’t worry I’ll skip to the good part*
Mom – Where are Hubband and The Boy?
Me – The Boy is screaming his head off and I have sent the Hubband out for pineapple.
Dad – Mumble Mumble Mumble
Me – What? Mom, where did Dad go I can barely hear him?
Mom – He just stepped away from the phone for a minute.
Me – Oh real nice, can’t even listen to his favourite daughter talk!
* just some family teasing – we love each other really – well mostly*
* So Dad comes back on the phone…*
Dad – Shna, I was right here the whole time – didn’t go anywhere, Dick….and Jane.
Mom – Blah Blah Blah.
Me – Blah bla- Dad! Did you just call me a DICK!?! HA haHA ha HAHA!
Mom – DAD! Ha hAhA
Dad – *Laughing* I meant to say Dork! Dork!
Me – Good one Dad, you caught yourself there didn’t ya -Dick ….and Jane! Ha
Dad – *still laughing* Yeah oops.
Me – Thanks Dad. Adding insult to injury, first my husband punches me in the face, then my Dad calls me a Dick! What a great day!