Tonight Frank & I went with Theresa to a Mexican restaurant we like. She usually wouldn’t be joining her parents on a Saturday night but we were going to BJ’s afterwards and she wanted to go shopping with us. BJ’s is one of those warehouse shopping places and Theresa wanted to stock up on stuff she needs for dorm life. Important things like pens, post it notes, disinfectant wipes to clean things…
Anyhow, so getting back to the restaurant, Frank & I are ordering beers. Theresa is just getting water. I made some comment about how, in a few months, she’d be able to order a drink. After the waitress walks away, she says, “Gee, Mom, thanks for embarrassing me.”
“Huh?”
“You had to say that in front of the waitress?”
Well alrighty. I had no clue talking about how she’s going to be 21 soon was a topic of embarrassment. I can see if maybe the topic was about sex or discussions about graphic surgical procedures but that? Never saw that one coming.
Besides, she should be used to me making wise cracks and shooting my mouth off. That’s okay. I don’t care if she thinks I’m strange. Her friends think I’m cool. Now isn’t that all that really matters?
I’m not sure what was so embarrassing about that either. You could have said something like “now that you are away at college you are going to have to start buying your own tampons”, that may have been a little embarrassing.
Exactly! The only explanation is my child is just weird. No clue who she takes after…