—Family Talk—
I arrived back home from eating lunch at “The White House Restaurant” today. The time was around noon when I walked inside the house.
Mom and Papa are sitting in the Living Room.
Papa is in his recliner while Mom is folding my Nieces clothes that she just got out of the dryer.
I sit down in my chair. The family calls it “The Spina Bifida Chair.” My oldest brother came up with the name. I like it.
We begin talking in no particular order:
“How was lunch?”
“Good, as usual.”
“We’re having baked Cat Fish tonight for dinner.”
“I don’t know if I’ve ever had Baked Cat Fish. I think I’ve only had Fried.”
“Has the iRobot ‘Sparky’ been vacuuming today?”
“Yeah, I heard him earlier. He’s charging, I think.”
“What was Niece number One’s problem yesterday?”
“She got sick. On the way home, she said she had to throw up. I pulled over, and she said it went away.”
“I was once driving down the road with a passenger, and I thought they said, ‘I gotta throw up! So, I pulled over and said, ‘Get out and do it over there!'”
“Oh yeah, what happened next?”
“Well, they got out of the truck, looked around, and said, ‘I can’t poop out here!'”
“Ha! You thought they said, ‘throw up,’ and they said, ‘poop?'”
“I still think they said, ‘throw up.'”
“I think I’ll make Potato Logs to go with the Baked Cat Fish.”
“Yeah! I like those. Put that Greek Spice you use on them.”
“And I’ll fry some Hush Puppies in thin oil in the frying pan.”
“Not Deep Fried?”
“No. Like I cook the fried Salmon.”
“Oh. Yeah. That sounds good. I may not be hungry by 4 PM even though I’m trying to get all of my meals eaten by 4 PM.”
“We’ll see. Maybe you’ll be hungry.”
“They said, ‘throw up.'”
“Has our Dawg ‘Jet’ gotten back out of the fence since we fixed it?”
“No. He’s out there, just as mad as ever that you fixed the fence.”
“Did you put Gas in my Car?”
“Dang. No. I’ll drive it when I go get Niece number two today and fill it up for you.”
“What time is it?”
“1:00”
“I’ll go back to my room before heading to get in the School Line. I have something I want to write before I head out.”
“Okay.”
“Wear your Hearing Aids, Papa.”
