Last night, while my parents watched tv, I asked my mom if, after this show ended. I could show her my pictures from my recent trip to New York. She looked down at me where I was sitting on the floor, made a face, and then said “tomorrow.” She returned her gaze to the television.
“Tomorrow? But why not now?” She paused for a long time.
Without taking her gaze away from the commercials, she said, “because I want to go skinny dipping in the pool after this show is over.” Ignore it ignore it ignore it ignore it.
Ignoring was a success, so I said, “but it only takes 7 minutes and 14 seconds!” That’s a fact. I set the slideshow to fit a song that exact length.
Mom made another face. “No, tomorrow.” I looked up at her with a pouty lip, so she continued. “I won’t be able to enjoy them tonight. I’ll just be thinking about how I want to be naked in the pool.”
Ignoring it didn’t work. My brain exploded a little, and I gave in. We would look at my pictures tomorrow.
By the way, the pictures I wanted to show her included this gem:
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