My daughter-in-law gave me a hat for Christmas. At first I wasn’t sure I liked it. It reminded me of the hat 94-year-old Winnie wears at the Denver Bridge Club. Every Friday wearing that hat, Winnie acts all old and forgetful, then she wickedly beats the pants off her opponents. Including me. Every time.
But you know the rule with family gifts: fake smile; fake thanks; wear it at least once; re-gift it (but not to someone in the family).
The following Monday was cold and snowy so I decided to try the hat while Hub and I ran some errands. When I climbed into the car, Hub looked at me and exclaimed, “Hey! You look like Diane Keaton in that hat! I’m running errands with Diane Keaton!”
I rolled my eyes and he drove out of the garage. A mile down the road, I looked over at him; HE WAS LAUGHING!
You know that laugh … the one where you have to laugh INSIDE because you don’t want the other person to know. The laugh you can hardly keep in, but you have to, so you tightly purse your lips, then your body starts shaking from the effort to keep the laugh to yourself. And eventually a snort gives you away.
Yeah, that’s how he was laughing.
“Stop laughing at me!”, I cried.
“Oh, you’re just so damn cute in your Diane Keaton hat. I can’t help it.” he replied, then added under his breath, “Diane”.
We stopped at the library to pick up some items I’d placed on hold. I reserve so many books & movies that I make a weekly library jaunt, never knowing exactly which items will be waiting for me; always pleasantly surprised at what has arrived.
Surprise is an understatement !
Today, on the hold shelf, were not one BUT TWO tangible signs that I was, indeed, channeling Diane Keaton:
The Big Wedding DVD starring Diane Keaton
Then Again – an autobiography by Diane Keaton
And the icing on the cake?
When I texted my daughter-in-law to tell her my heartfelt-thank-you-I-LOVE-THE-HAT-and-here’s-why story, she texted me back, “I love Diane Keaton. But not as much as I love you.”