Dusty's Couth July 2009

Yesterday, when Luke Schmitt called to invite Dusty over and I couldn't say no to Luther. Dusty and I had some nice conversations en route. He fired so much material at me so fast, I could barely keep up or keep the truck between the ditches...I'd told him that I really didn't want him to ever leave me, promise you'll stay close to Mama...

"I don't know where I'm going to live when I grow up and it makes me scared. How will I know where I'm going to live, Mom?"

"Well, Dustin, you'll figure that out when you get there."

"I think I'm going to live in a hotel."

Please don't. Transients live in hotels and not much good is happening there: actual transients, rock stars, movie stars...

"Why a hotel, Dusty?"

"I won't have to pay the water bill."

"Because you take long showers?"

"Yep."

"And the water bill is the highest bill in the house?"

"I think so." Because he's listened to us complain for years about him & his brother runnin' up the water bill taking uselessly long showers. And here I never thought they listened to a THING I said...

Then the price of oil came into play. Something about how he'd rather buy oil for his car than gas. I'm assuming he's caught the news and they've been talking about the high price of crude oil again...like this makes no impact on the price of gasoline...

Then, I explained that Gramma Bonnie (Luke's Gramma) would be bringing him back towards our house when Dustin was done at Luke's.

"Why Bonnie?"

"Because Savanna is spending the night with her." Savanna is Luke's little sister and she's in LOOOVVVVEEEE with Dusty...

"Is Savanna going to be in the car?" On, no, Doll, her Gramma's gonna make her run alongside...

"Well, yes, honey...oh, no." Oh, dear.

"I'm going to have to ride in the backseat with her...."

"Can you handle that, buddy? I mean, it's a small price to pay to play with Luther..."

Small sigh..."Yeah."




As we pulled into Luke's driveway, Toni was in the garage on the phone dealing with baseball...Dustin popped out of my backseat. Standing next to his door, he mumbled this statement, "I better wait a minute."

Huh? Oooohhhh.

"Did you fart?" I aksed him.

Dustin grins all over himself..."Yeah."

"And Miss Toni will want a hug, won't she?"

"Yeah..." he's blushing now. He's already admitted to me that Miss Toni is pretty...so there's no problem hugging her...however, when there's gas involved....

"You don't want her to smell you?"

"Huh-uh."

Couth. My son is learning Couth and Socialization Skills....Women aren't attracted to the smell of ass...

I nearly laughed out loud when Bonnie pulled up and Dusty was in the front seat...far enough from Savanna he didn't have to worry about her rubbing his back or trying to hold his hand...