Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Oops....
Recently, while with my 21-year-old son in a grocery store, I ran into a man I had dated six years ago. We did the usual "how are you's", and when he asked me what was new, I flashed my wedding ring. "Oh!" he said, then leaned in to my son to congratulate him! Ha! My son quickly put up his hands in a blocking gesture and began to shake his head and say "NO NO NO!" I couldn't help but burst out laughing, and in between guffaws, explained that the young handsome man at my side was not my husband. (My son, needless to say, was mortified.)
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I think he should have been flattered!
ReplyDeleteBisou, Cro.
I agree, Cro - proud, too, of his young-looking Mum! Lovely story, T, esp. given the context! L, C
ReplyDeletePS. Thanks for the link to Paul's terrific blog.
LOL! I can just hear your son sputtering.
ReplyDeleteGreat moment!
ReplyDeleteThe funny thing is, it's happened before. When N. was FIFTEEN, someone in New Orleans referred to me as his girlfriend. The poor kid!
ReplyDeleteits those good lookin genes throughout the whole pool !
ReplyDeletep.s was mr brilliant wearing glasses?!
the young embarrass so easily....
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