This re-run is from November 2011
Actually it is the third time around,
but I think it is appropriate with Holidays coming up.
If you've read it before, you can skip it...it's OK.
Often as the man slowly slinks to the front door and freedom, the wife gets distracted; losses track and she begins a whole new good bye process. It is like singing a song, forgetting a word and starting from the beginning, she misses a guest and has to go back and do the good bye thing all over from the start.
“What the heck is that….where are the hugs” I was asked.
I replied, “This is how WASPS say good bye.” There was dead silence and some weird unhappy stares for what seemed like forever until someone spoke up and said, “I think he said WASPS.” When you say WASPS to Italians, you need to be sure you pronounce the “S” in Saxon.