Apr 18, 2006 22:55
This is the conversation I had with my father, who is in Los Cabos, Mexico right now, and after he spent the entire day drinking Margaritas.
"Lindsay. It is not good when you run some miles in the fitness center, and then go play tennis with Uncle Mike, and then go snorkling, and then you have a bunch of Margaritas, because that will mess with your mind. Listen to this. Uncle Mike and I got a tennis ball stuck in a PINE TREE!!! Wait...PALM TREE!!"
"Lindsay, that is so exciting. I want you to go into those playoffs, play hard, and get all those balls. Steal those balls away from em. But you have to be careful. Don't get hurt, because I'll tell you this. Today I worked hard, I ran, I played..."
"Tennis with Uncle Mike, and you snorkled."
"Yeaaaahhhh! I did!"
"Dad, you told me that already. You are so schwasted."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes. Mom told me you just got done with happy hour and you told me you were drinking Margaritas all day!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"Okay...
Well...mom ordered a Margarita and it was too strong for her, so I had to drink it."
"You HAD to drink it."
"Yes. Anyway, Lindsay. You have to be careful out on the lacrosse field. I don't know if I'm getting old, but I went skin diving today and my calves hurt so bad right now."
"Dad, what does that have to do with me playing lacrosse?"
"Well, you just have to be careful. I don't want you getting a net in your eye."
"Dad, we wear eye cages."
"Well you could get hit with it in other places too."
Oooookay daddy-o.