The "Stare..."

It was Christmas morning and I had set up my "Skype" equipment as instructed by daughter Wendy. A good time was about to begin with my grandchildren and I on the computer talking and seeing each other all the way from Bethlehem, Pa. to Dallas, Texas.
As a surprise I had purchased a nose and glasses party favor for the event. I was sitting at the kitchen table preparing to call Wendy and tell her I was ready when I noticed that the nose and glasses (with mustache) were awfully small. In fact, they turned out to be very small...probably for very small children.

I sat at my kitchen table wearing my Homer Simpson PJs, my Spongebob Squarepants
T-shirt, a black wool stocking cap and my nose and glasses. The T-shirt was a gift from Jakob and Paige for Christmas. Spongebob's eyeballs sat right over my "Lupron" induced man-breasts, giving his eyes a 3-D look.

I turned to Mille and said, "These darn little nose and glasses make me look stupid." I put my real glasses over the nose and mustached glasses. I looked down watching for a Skype notice, I tried putting my real glasses under the other ones. I tried to look at the snow out the back window. With both glasses I turned to Mille. I tried to focus. I realized that she had been staring at me all this time. She slowly shook her head and said, "Yes, Stanley, it is the size of the glasses that make you look stupid." She doesn't always agree with me...perhaps she was overwhelmed with the Christmas spirit...