I'll share one more story from the recent road trip Bubba and I took. This one involves a little incident at a Subway restaurant (different from the one in front of the Georgia Winery).
Once again, I was overtired. I had been driving from Atlanta to Cincinnati for over twelve hours, in the rain. (Which I can't say was a lot of fun.) And you know, when I'm overtired, I do crazy things (see last post).
When I saw the Subway sign, I knew it was time to stop. We ordered our meals, sat down and began to eat. The radio was playing. Soon I was bobbing my head to the beat. Next song was one from the movie, Pitch Perfect. Needless to say, I couldn't keep still. After being cooped up in a car for twelve hours, I had to move. Dancing was the thing to do. I busted a move. Pretty soon Bubba got in the groove. We looked like a couple of lunatics dancing at our table. I'm sure the worker behind the counter was most amused.
A couple of old ladies happened to be at the counter, ordering their meals. They saw Bubba and me. (They pretended not to be amused, but I could tell they were loving it.) On their way out, one of the ladies said, "Hey kiddos, stay in school!"
I looked at Bubba. He looked at me.
"Kiddos?" I said. "Did she just call me a kiddo?"
"Yeah, Mama. You're a kiddo. Even though you're old, you act like a kiddo. So you should act your age, or stay in school!"