Sunday, May 11, 2008

Graduation....and Mother's Day

Well, this weekend we finally got my brother pushed through all his schooling, and now he's out to the real world. But, not without some problems at graduation. First, there was me and my Aunt Roxy who were making a scene during a speech. The little old lady that gave the speech was introduced as the "Wildcat of the Year" in the 80s or 90s, and both my aunt and I thought this was one of the funniest things, and started laughing, then started laughing at the other one laughing, and got out of control very quickly. We were both crying within 20 seconds of starting to laugh. It was quite a scene, although we tried hard to not be heard, the problem was quickly compounded as she tried to read through her speech, and then, she couldn't read it. She then stopped, several times audibly complaining she couldn't read the script, and then someone brought her her reading glasses. Well, this brought more snickering and laughing from most of the crowd, but aunt Roxy and I already hurt from laughing through the speech to this point. Anyhow she finally made it, and it came time for Trent to get his diploma, and he had the card to the lady with the phonetic spelling of his name so they pronounce it right. Afterwards, he told us they had asked him to go over the name for them so they would get it right, so he said pronounce every letter, Wipf. So he gets up, and the lady takes the card and says, "Tyler Wipf." We are all stunned. I was in the middle of the chaos in the center isle trying to get a picture of him getting his diploma, and I almost missed the picture from being stunned at the mistake. We aren't sure what happened, but she confused the person before him with his name, and mine came out. I couldn't believe it, and neither could the rest of our family, and my brother is somewhat bitter about it yet.

Then, we got him moved home, and it's Mother's Day today, so naturally, mom was told she didn't have to cook dinner. Novel idea, dad and Trent said they would take care of it, so I stayed in the background, and helped when necessary. So, we get to the meal, and dad and Trent start arguing about the ketchup not getting put over, and the sour kraut, and they fight and fight, and they finally get resolved whose fault it was that it didn't get put over as mom was arriving back at the table with the ketchup and sour kraut. I was in the middle of the fight playing referee as I usually do, and staying back as dad and Trent had said they'd handle the meal. Well, it turned out to be a very dysfunctional Mother's Day, and mom still did most of the work. I guess next year I will have to step up and get rid of them, and just take mom to town for lunch instead of trying that debacle again. The whole event made me wonder how those two survive when she's not around.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Thanks, Tyler, for recognizing my value in our home. Love ya.
Mom