okay...so I may edit this later, but really it made me blush.
Today was a Dad and Donna Day at the Veteran's Hospital in Ann Arbor. I drive to Ohio to pick up Dad and drive back to Ann Arbor with him. We get situated in the waiting room of the eye clinic which is always packed with vets on glaucoma day (Monday). I get Dad parked in his wheel chair (which is the BEST way to get him around the place) and bend over to pick up my large bag full of snacks and reading material to pass the hours of waiting until he is seen by a doctor, setting on the floor at his feet. I say to him as I dig through my purse, "I guess I'll read my girlie magazine!" DEAD SILENCE AND THE TURNED HEADS OF MULTIPLE INDIVIDUALS, MY DAD INCLUDED. I looked at them, blushed, and said, "MARTHA STEWART magazine?????" Everyone laughed. It was truly funny!
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