Sis: Well, concerning this thing called love, pertaining to Mom & Dad, you see, Dad just wanted to plant his seeds in another garden. The soil dried up and Mom had that operation to cease child-bearing.
Melinda: Oh Sissy! What does love have to do with it? Seems to me as though Dad simply could not enjoy the fruits of his labors. He kept secluding himself to plan and pay bills, but without Mom working out of the house too, it became overwhelming. The labor of following Dad’s demands probably just left her wanting more (More brand cigarettes) The institution of marriage is very taxing both on the checkbook as well as the body. Finding support & comfort outside that institution is a very human thing to do. Nobody should have to feel bad, demeaned, or wrong within the confines of their own skin. Relief is needed!
Sis: Yes, you are correct! The human condition is very confining within the certainty of only death & taxes as well as the constant checklist of expectations & responsibilities, not to mention the hamster wheel effect, and…
Melinda: Harvey, Harvey, Harvey the wonder hamster! He doesn’t whine & he doesn’t squeel, he just runs around on his hamster wheel! Exactly, Sis…despite all our rage, we are still just a rat in a cage! And when the rat finds the cheese, boy, that’s when all the yeast infections and UTI’s come in to mess everything up!
Sis: You’re right! Oh, and thanks for the Weird Al & Smashing Pumpkins references. Furthermore, we get the added bonus of aging cells and the relief of drugs, both legal and illegal, that have so many side effects, I can’t even shake a stick at them because the stick would simply break or maybe disintegrate!
Melinda: Well, Sis, you’re not supposed to shake the stick. You’re supposed to carry a big stick and speak softly.
Sis: So right, Melinda, so right! Then let them have it across the face with a 2 X 4!
Melinda: No, No! You’ve been watching that Tommy Boy movie too many times! Furthermore, what about Mom’s garden? Maybe she wanted to grow more than one kind of vegetable.
Sis: Yeah, or maybe more than one kind of fruit, depending on how you look at it. Also, remember, some of those seeds, like dill or horseradish, are also beneficial to one’s health.
Melinda & Sis: Oh my, (Quietly laugh-then sigh)
Melinda: Well, all I can say, Sis, is rockets were launched!
Sis: Oh, did you have to mention lunch? Dang girl, I was intermittently fasting, but now you made me hungry!
Melinda: Well, just eat drink, & be merry because we have just one shot at life so let’s take it while we’re still not afraid!
Sis: Brilliant referral to Rod Stewart!
Melinda: Naturally! Phil can’t fill the gap, so Rod has to do it!
Sis: Sh! You’ve got to stop poking fun at your relatives!
Melinda: Well, who’s left then? I mean, our president already has his lion’s share (or should I say loins’ share) of the ridicule. I’m just serving up a fair portion to those who were more closely connected. My muse, Johnny Walker, already turned blue & I drank him up with poetry. Sorry, but I have to do the hokey pokey so I can turn myself around. I heard somebody say that’s what it’s all about!

Sis: There you go! You took the words right out of my mouth! Well, you know, sometimes I think you’d be better off with that foot in your mouth lest somebody want to stick their foot in…The End!




