Dad vs. The Mean Girls…..

Preface:Dad’s most favorite lady friend(mine too.She’s sooo cool!She’s not afraid to tell him to shut up!) at his ALF has taken a turn for the worse and has gone to live with her grandson.He is not dealing with that very well.

Late this afternoon,we took Dad the newest photos of The Divine Miss E.

When we walked in,Dad was eating in the dining area.Thank God JonJ saw him or I would have walked right past him.

JonJ:”Where are you going?Dad’s right there?”

Me:”Where?”

JonJ:”There!!Sitting with those two women!”

Me:”Oh yeah….”

Maybe I need to be living there…..or I need new glasses.Yeah,that’s it.I need new glasses!

After we greeted Dad,I showed him the pictures.

Dad(barely glancing at them):”Let’s go to my room.I can see them better,there.”

He gets up,grabs his cane,and hauls ass to his room.

The women sitting with him ask to see the photos.Dummy that I am,show them to them,and they oooh and aaah.

I quickly realized that was the oh so very wrong thing to do…..

On the way to his room,Dad says,”They aren’t worthy of those pictures.You should NOT have done that.”

My Dad has never,ever raised his voice to me,and this time he did.

I naively ask,”Why not?”

Dad:”They’re mean women! And they don’t need to see Emma’s pictures.”

Me:”What’d they do?”

Dad:”They chased ----- away from the table,while we were eating.”

Me:”Why didn’t you say something?”

When we were younger,he always taught us to speak up.

Dad:”I should have.”

This from the man who always taught us to fight the good fight…

Me:”Yep.You should have.”

Back in his room,I got instructions on how to organize the photos his the proper way.

Dad:”I like to seem them in order.”

When we were leaving,he walked us to the door,and said,”I’ve walked far enough.I’m going to go back and look at those photos again.”

He seemed tired……