A couple of months ago, Joy called and offered up a cruise to me. Long story short, she had won one, got a deal on the other, pops wanted to go, so I was all for it to split the bill with my dad.
Alas, the cruise overbooked, my sister gave the f you to me and my dad, and she is now somewhere between Florida and Mexico living it up.
I called my parents’ house last night to talk to my dad about football, and my mother informed me he was over Joy’s watching the kids. So I called over there.
“Hello?” He answered, a little flustered. My money is he was flustered not because of the kids, but he probably was fumbling with the phone.
“Let me get this straight,” I started. “Joy offers you a cruise, takes it away, then makes you watch her kids?”
“That’s how she is,” was the reply. And we both laughed.
He’s right. That’s how she is. And there’s no doubt she will laugh when she reads this.
(And please note, I don’t blame Joy for the cruise being overbooked. I do, however, find it amusing that my dad is watching his grandkids when he can be playing shuffleboard.)