I loved my Dad. He was one of the life-smartest men in the world. He could figure out the answer to any problem no matter what it was… well except for computers, but that’s a different story (anyone with parents over 65 will understand).
Despite his intelligence, he seemed think he was invincable and flirted outrageously with diabetes. Every time he came back from a check-up where his number had dropped, he’d start eating to get it back up.
One day we were chatting on Skype and he was all proud of himself for cutting soda out of his diet (his number had just gone up, so he was actually obeying the doctor’s orders for a change). He got up to let Mom talk to us, only to return a few minutes later with some homemade wine. Even through the webcam it looked really watery.
I made the mistake of asking.
Daddy laughed. He said the wine was so strong they had to cut it with 7-up/Sprite.
Uhhh… Daddy THAT’S SODA!!!
