The good thing about adult children is that those kinds of days are few and far between and become happy memories quickly.
I am feeling pleased with myself. I had encouraged the cutest girl who choreographed our show to call Ammo and she did over Thanksgiving and they had a great time. Last night they went out again and he came in about midnight and woke me up. Wow, this must have been one great date, I thought.
It turns out that she is majoring in Spanish and Motivational Speaking (not sure where that leads) and is a member of the local Toastmasters along with her father. They had a meeting last night and she was doing one of the prepared speeches. When you go in, you are asked if you want to sign up for an impromptu speech if called on, and Ammo thought that sounded like fun. (Fun? Maybe we should do that DNA thing Cobe's talking about. That is my idea of HELL). Also this is the kid who when asked to come up on stage at Busch Gardens and be a volunteer, pointed at his brother and said, Take him!
They call on three people. He was really disappointed he didn't get the first topic, which was about Arnold running for president, but he got the third one: medical marijuana.
He got up and said he was from California and was very qualified to speak on this, which got lots of laughs. Then he told a funny story about his roommate's 85 year old grandfather dying and being given the marijuana pills and lying on his bed giggling. And everyone laughed. He said he was very funny. And he won Best Impromptu of the evening. He even got a ribbon. His date won her category also, and her parents took them out for a steak which was the best part, since we have gone so healthy here he is starving to death.
Dan sleepily said as Ammo finally left our room, "Only a son of yours could think that was a fantastic date." |
