Let’s face it, by the time you get to be our age you are counting your blessings if both of your parents are still together or alive. These days, 1 in 4 wind up divorced and the average life span in the U.S. is 78 (as of 2008). I count my blessings that I have one parent left, my father. He remarried a couple of years ago to a really nice woman. She’s not my mother, but she’s very nice plus she loves and takes care of my Dad so who could really ask for anything more.
A decade or so ago I moved across the country for a job. After four years my mother finally came out for a visit once she accepted the fact that I wasn’t away at college and that I may not be returning home anytime soon. My father on the other hand, fears earthquakes, so he has never been. That is, until this past week.
He, along with his new wife, finally came to visit my husband and I after 10 years and 45 days of me being here. They could only stay two and a half days before heading to Vegas for the Texas Hold’em Tournament so we packed as much site seeing in as we could in that short time. He had one thing on his list that he definitely wanted to see, which I had taken my mother to see as well, — the Mystery Spot in Santa Cruz, California. A freakish force of nature that can only be seen and not described, for it wouldn’t do it justice. Let’s just say that I saw gravity defied. It wasn’t an optical illusion and totally worth the $5 admission.
Afterward we headed to Carmel by the Sea for a little shopping. During that jaunt is where I learned that she doesn’t EVER fart in front of my father. He said she’s a lady and that she doesn’t fart in front of others. He said that he told her she could and that he didn’t mind, but she replied almost embarrassed at the thought, “I just can’t do it.”
This was fascinating to me because if you can’t fart in front of your own family, who can you fart in front of? As my mother used to say, “Let ’em out! They aren’t paying any rent!” The greatest thing about family is they accept you warts and all (including farts). So I ponder on why you wouldn’t let one rip in front of your family.
Seriously, are you really going to let a little air come between us? I think not, so next time you are hanging out with your family, feel free to let it rip!
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