Sometimes Ya Just Get Bit in the Ass….

When my daughter Dana was 3 or 4, my son went into the hospital to have his adenoids removed.  I think it was a 2 or 3 day stay, and Sue stayed with him.  That meant that in the evenings I had full responsibility for Dana.

One evening I made fried rice, from scratch.  Took the opportunity to use up a few leftovers, and it came out quite well.  When I served it, Dana asked me what it was.

At the time I was a huge “BC” cartoon fan.  First thing I went for in the paper in those days.  So, when Dana asked me what the ‘culinary delight’ was that I had prepared for us that evening, I responded with, “Well Dana, that’s ‘swill.'”  And I never gave it a second thought.

“Daddy, may I have some more swill?” she asked when she finished her first bowl.  Why sure, and that was that… or so I thought.

A few weeks later we all went out to eat.  When the waitress came up to take our order, Dana asked her if they had any “swill!”  Oh shit, we knew where that came from!  Fortunately we had a waitress with a great sense of humor.

Sometimes ya just get bit in the ass…

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