My Parents: If Only they Knew....

My parents constantly humor me. The best part about it , is they don't even realize the value of the comedy they generate.

Not only are both my parents extremely intellectual, and brilliant, they are nerdy. I can't really think of a better adjective.

It is my honest belief that before one is born, your soul chooses your parents.
Mine, have filled my life with awe, disbelief, education, and most remarkably, entertainment. I am the luckiest person I know.

My parents are geeks.

They are both genius and slapsick comedians all wrapped up in one. And, even when they seem to own personalities on opposite poles, suddenly, I realize they are each sitting smack dab on the equator. Two peas if I have ever seen 'em.

I appreciate technology, and the discovery of blogging, because it has given me great insight into the mind of a rather quiet man who is my father. He often writes about things that I myself have either witnessed and/or experienced firsthand. It has only been within the past year of my life that I have come to appreciate the fact that my odd parents are also comparable to the classic slapstick comedians.

Let me give you an example. My mom, from time to time, moves furniture around in the house. Sometimes none of us notice the change. I suspect that mom moves furniture as a result of a combination of boredom, private torment and most of all victory.

I read a recent blog of my dad's that recounted him tripping over a table that mom had moved during one of her presto chango acts. After reading the blog, upon my next visit, I remarked, "Oh mom, so, you....changed the furniture around, huh?"

"Oh, you noticed?" She remarked. I am afraid that I probably wouldn't have noticed other than reading my dad's blog the day before, but like I said previously, thank goodness for technology.

Then, I started visualizing my dad flying across the living room after having tripped over the coffee table. Now, to be honest, I don't recall this happening, but knowing that he survived that incident, the visual still puts a smile on my face even now. Let's be real. If you have been married as long as they have (God knows, it has been forever).....comedy just happens!!!!

I do my best at entertaining my folks. For example a few months ago, I rushed over there to show them my new tattoo.

The only reaction I got was a peer overtop of the daily newspaper and a "huh".
"Sort of looks like a smudge." Mom said.

"Yeah," Dad joined, "of oil..."

"Want me to get something to wipe it off with?" Mom asked

They chuckled. It was sort of some type of sick revenge---the parents have won. The child's shock value...lost. Dang it, now I have to call my plastic surgeon and find out how much it will cost to remove it, and how soon he can schedule me....

Okay.