Dig them groovy scarves...
A conversation with my mother, when I went to dig out my car from the Pile O Snow:
Mom: Wear a scarf.
Me: I don't need a scarf, Mom, I've got a really high collar. *zips to prove it*
Mom: You need a scarf!
Me: Mom, I don't want to wear a scarf. It's fine.
Mom: *shoves a scarf at me*
Me: I'm not wearing the scarf.
Mom: But scarves are cool.
Me: .....
Mom: What? They are!
Me: Mom. Scarves are not cool. Unless you're in California and don't need one.
Mom: They're cool. Scarves are rad.
Me: *extremely long pause* ...Rad!?!
Mom: Groovy?
Me: Mom! Groovy?!
Mom: What? Rad and groovy aren't cool?
Me: *has no idea what to say, but is crying from the laughing*
Mom: Hey, there's nothing wrong with groovy.
Me: Not if you're a member of the Partridge family!
Mom: Hey, I wanted to be Susan Partridge!
Me: First: Scarves are not cool, rad, OR groovy. Second: GROOVY?! *more laughing*
Mom: Oh, stop it. What's wrong with groovy?
Me: Nothing! Just 30 or 40 years.
Mom: Well, you didn't seem to like "rad."
Which proves that my mother does, in fact, rule all and get the last word. But hearing her say "rad" might well be the funniest thing EVER.
Mom: Wear a scarf.
Me: I don't need a scarf, Mom, I've got a really high collar. *zips to prove it*
Mom: You need a scarf!
Me: Mom, I don't want to wear a scarf. It's fine.
Mom: *shoves a scarf at me*
Me: I'm not wearing the scarf.
Mom: But scarves are cool.
Me: .....
Mom: What? They are!
Me: Mom. Scarves are not cool. Unless you're in California and don't need one.
Mom: They're cool. Scarves are rad.
Me: *extremely long pause* ...Rad!?!
Mom: Groovy?
Me: Mom! Groovy?!
Mom: What? Rad and groovy aren't cool?
Me: *has no idea what to say, but is crying from the laughing*
Mom: Hey, there's nothing wrong with groovy.
Me: Not if you're a member of the Partridge family!
Mom: Hey, I wanted to be Susan Partridge!
Me: First: Scarves are not cool, rad, OR groovy. Second: GROOVY?! *more laughing*
Mom: Oh, stop it. What's wrong with groovy?
Me: Nothing! Just 30 or 40 years.
Mom: Well, you didn't seem to like "rad."
Which proves that my mother does, in fact, rule all and get the last word. But hearing her say "rad" might well be the funniest thing EVER.