I am considering setting up a traveling midway. As you can see from the following conversation, I have a miracle man right here in my very home. So I just need to find a bearded lady, a sword swallower, top hat and jodhpurs and I am in business. Ladies and Gentlemen, step right this way...
(if i may digress for a bit... go back and read that last sentence paragraph. anyone want to take bets on the number of folks who end up here on an interesting search for THAT one???)
[N. is just waking up in the other room. I am tending to the beans in the kitchen]
N: [urgently, and with such deep excitement that when uttered suddenly, might be confused with emergent need] t'pon, OM MY GOD, please come in here NOW, now... OH MY GOD!
t'pon: [running in, a tad frantic -- see aforementioned tone similarity] what, oh my god, N. what, what?!??!?
N: I can SEE! I woke up and just opened my eyes and I can SEE! this can't be right, but oh my GOD! Thank God, I can see...
[in the intervening moments, drawn like a moth to the flame, Bean comes into the room looking nervously at his father who, for all intents and purposes, is full on loco-talking]
N: it's a MIRACLE, i can see... I can see YOU, i just woke up..
t'pon: what? n. you can't see? are you sure? there has to be...
N: YES! no glasses, no contaaahh...cts... [somewhat pregnant, obviously awkward pause. i may have tapped my foot for effect] ummm, so... never mind, ok.
t'pon: ok. you betcha...
Oh my ... miracle man indeed.
Posted by: Maternal Mirth | Monday, April 21, 2008 at 05:45 PM
very nice...a true mike moment.
Posted by: rachiepoo | Tuesday, April 22, 2008 at 01:42 PM