Memorial Day, Grad Parties and a Beard

The intent of Memorial Day is remember and be thankful for the individual’s that gave their lives for the cause of freedom. The freedom to go camping or have a picnic.

I love camping. Well, I would love camping if I went camping. As the twins get older, they have their own ideas as to what to do on long weekends; including Memorial Day. Now that they are in high school, graduation parties seem to be the thing. Personally, I don’t remember going to graduation parties when I was only a sophomore.

Girl Twin told Elaine and I she was planning on going to some kid with an Irish name’s party. The Irish name is significant because I am of German decent. The Irish are lucky, they can name their children using national heritage. You name your kid Adolf; he/she will never be invited to a party. (Sorry, I let my imagination run a little wild there.)

Anyway, Elaine nor I knew anything about Irish Boy. We did however; know a neighbor of Irish Boy. Elaine put on her Sherlock Holmes hat and called the neighbor.

Elaine: What’s the story on Irish Boy? Neighbor: I really don’t know him, BUT, the cops come to his house and there are rumors about him. Elaine: Girl Twin has been invited to his graduation party. Neighbor: My daughter’s invited also. She is NOT going! Elaine: Thanks, looks like Girl Twin is not going either!

Me: You are not going to the party. Girl Twin: But this will be the last time I ever see him. He is moving to (somewhere). Me: Well, since I have never even heard you mention this clown’s name before, I think you can text him your good-byes. (I have no knowledge of him actually being a clown, but I can be awfully disrespectful when discussing the Twin’s friends. Parental privilege!) Girl Twin: You’re suffocating me! Me: Yes, yes I am!

Girl Twin: Monner and Grandma won’t let me go to Irish Boy’s party! Boy Twin: Who’s Irish Boy? Girl Twin: You know, the senior Irish Boy with the last name. Boy Twin: Isn’t he the kid that has the alcohol/sex parties when his parents leave town? Me: AH HA! Girl Twin: This was a family friendly party.

One more Memorial Day story that has nothing to do with Memorial Day, but it happened on Memorial Day weekend.

Since I have been living in the motel, when I return home for the weekends, I have made it a habit to take the family out to dinner on Saturday night. Of course, the twins have their own lives and rarely attend.

Last night, Elaine, Ivy and I decided to go to dinner. We were seated at a table with my back to the front door. After a short wait, the waitress walked up and said:

Waitress: How are you ladies tonight? What can I get you tonight? Me: Excuse me? Waitress: Oh my God, I saw your beautiful hair from behind, I, I, I, assumed………. Me: Don’t worry, it’s 2019, I can be a woman if I want! (Actually, public opinion is out on this one.) My beard might be a problem, though. Waitress: I am so sorry.

By now, Ivy is dying laughing and texting what just happened to everyone she knows. Elaine sat there smirking.

The food was good, I tipped the waitress. More for the memory than the food or the service. I have the pleasure of sharing it with you.