Sunday, November 26, 2006

Thanks

I had a marvelous holiday weekend with friends and family and now it's almost over, and D and the G/f have gone back to school, and the Christmas tree is up, and there's only one tiny container of turkey left in the fridge. All is as it should be.

Sissy and I went out Friday night, for Ultimate Class Reunion Party Night in Hooterville, and while I didn't really see anyone from out of town that I haven't seen in forever (like I usually do) I did run into one of D's roommates. Which was weird. The boys are 21 now. I still can't get used to that. The roommate pulls his phone out of his pocket and calls D and says, "Hey, guess who I'm talking to? Your mom."

We moved on to an even more crowded bar up the street and I called D on my cell phone and told him where we were. Sissy shouted in the background, "Tell him to come down. Tell him we have money!" And the next thing I know, my kid is out with us. At a bar. With a beer in his hand. Legal. He drove me home.

I can't help thinking that if you do your job right as a parent, you wind up with a kid who is smart and sweet and gentle and caring and funny and interested and interesting to talk to and fun to be around, a good friend, and just in general, mutherfarking amazing. But I know that's pretty much a load of crap.

I actually have no idea how it happened. I just thank my lucky stars that my son turned out to be such a great guy.

No comments: