A first
My mother is a tender, reserved person, whose sense of humor really erupts when she's performing on stage or behind a microphone. She's also a caustic, side-of-the-mouth type that only people who can be quiet around her ever notice. My father and I not being the quiet types have never noticed this, but former girlfriends of mine have often commented on how much they love my mom's snide under-the-breath comments and asides while my father and I banter about the various esoteric topics that make up our average family conversations.
So tonight I heard my mother laugh harder than I have ever observed when I told her over the phone that I purchased a seersucker suit today.
"A what?"
"A seersucker suit."
"AHHHHHHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAH!!!"
"Hey, it looks good on me!"
"Um, okay. Buying into your southern identity so soon?"
Well, yeah, I guess. It was on sale, and I've always wanted one. They're versatile and attractive. Is it too cliche to rock the straw hat?
