Oh, I remember this one, too. It's the Kerth-nominated
It\'s All About the Raisins by Gerry Anklewicz. Nice one, CC. Makes me want to reread the piece right now.
The story this one came from never fails to bring a smile to my face:
We get more calls about Dad's speech than we did about Mom being on
the front page of the newspapers, and Mom says it's *not* true what
Daddy says about everyone being too scared of *her* to dare say
anything about her exploits.
Ralph calls Dad "Superman" now and Mom doesn't like it but Dad says
that he'll get tired of it and stop doing it if she quits rising to
the bait and throwing things at him.
Now whenever Daddy's writing a speech and can't think of anything to
say, Mom will sit on the arm of his chair and tell him, "if things
get dull, you can take off your shirt ..." and he'll say, "Lo-is," and
then she'll laugh and slide into his lap and put her arms around him
and start kissing him and then he forgets about being mad at her and
forgets about his speech. Every time.
