Wednesday, January 25, 2012

2 IS COMPANY...


A college son is a crowd!

You have all heard that old adage: “You can’t go home again.”

#2 Son keeps defying old adages. He keeps coming home again, and when he does, it takes TLW (The Little Woman) and me until he leaves to go back to school that we get used to it.

There is the issue of coffee. He drinks lots and lots of my coffee. Not his mother’s brand, no mine. Mine cost me about 55 cents a cup, TLW’s maybe 11 cents.

The little darling years ago
Then there is the beer and soda bill. Now I don’t drink soda, and hardly ever except in the summer time, drink beer. Guess who drinks lots and lots of soda and beer? Go ahead, guess, AND NO CHEATING.

Lucky.

Cigarettes are another item that the industry is kept alive with #2 Son and my money.

Of course you can’t start the day off without breakfast. I like one kind of cereal and one kind only. Guess who else is eating it, two bowls at a time? Go ahead, guess, AND NO CHEATING.

Lucky.

My TV remote and portable phone have legs of their own, as do TLW’s lap top, where they all meet for midnight rendezvous with #2 Son, all night, every night. The next morning, TLW and I play e-hunt, looking for the electronic items so we can continue our mundane electronic lives.

Looking for the newspaper? You’ll find it outside with #2 Son, a cup of coffee and cigarette, the newspaper waiting to be re-assembled in numerical order.

And then there is the issue of dinner plates, cups and glasses. As we go about our business, the supply of the above mentioned items start to dwindle down to a precious few! One night we almost had to eat off of one plate! Usually we volunteer TLW to go on a expedition to #2 Son’s room where we tie a long rope to her waist, and cell phone in her hand and send her looking for the missing items. Once she enters, there is no turning back. It is a dangerous mission, almost suicidal and demands great skill and know-how. If I don’t hear from her in a few days, I call the rescue squad to find her. They don’t like the job without getting overtime pay, and demand to be recognized, as the 9/11 rescuers are, brave men all.

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