Loss of Your Senses
It's Opening Day of baseball season and Mac and Harm have invited everyone over to their house to watch the game. There is quite a spread out on their dining room table with all the snacks that everyone has brought and a variety of both alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks. The Roberts brought Harriet's famous spinach and artichoke dip and a veggie platter with all of the items picked fresh from her garden, and a homemade southwestern ranch dipping sauce. Harm and Mac added another platter fresh from their own garden since Harm insisted you could never have too many veggies, and some homemade flatbread chips and fresh guacamole. Varese and Sturgis brought a decadent crab dip and a Watergate Salad. Jennifer had explained that she had absolutely no time to cook so she brought a variety of pizzas, which the carnivores were extremely appreciative of.
The women have been chatting amicably in the kitchen while watching the kids, who have been playing various games on the kitchen table. Thus far, they have already gone through two games of Candy Land, one of Chutes and Ladders, and a very vigorous few rounds of Hungry Hungry Hippos. The men have been in the living room captivated watching the game on a large screen TV, only getting up for refills of food and drink. After a couple of hours, the moms needed to settle the little ones down for their naps so Trisha and AJ Roberts ventured out to the living room to watch the game with the guys.
It took Trisha less than ten minutes before she was thoroughly bored with the game, and needed a different form of entertainment. She has been trying desperately to get Harm's attention for a few minutes, but his eyes are glued to the screen and not paying any attention to her. It's the bottom of the ninth inning and the Washington Nationals are currently trailing the New York Mets by two runs. The Nationals are at the plate, the bases are loaded, the pitcher has a full count on the batter, and one more strike will make the third out to end the game. Not getting her father's attention, Trisha thinks that maybe she will have better luck with her godfather, Bud, but pulling on his shoulder and calling his name doesn't get his attention either.
Completely frustrated, Trisha walks into the kitchen, finding her mom chatting with Harriet. She asks, "Mom, do men's ears actually work or are they just for show?"
The women burst into laughter as Harriet replies, "Honey, you will soon realize that when a game is on, or they see a pretty lady, most of a guy's senses tend to stop functioning. They get tunnel vision, they go deaf in the ears, and they can't speak. You could tell them that the house was on fire and they probably still wouldn't pay you the least bit of attention."
Trisha throws her hands up in the air, "Well that's just dumb! My mom is pretty and my dad doesn't usually have a problem when he looks at her."
Harriet bends down to her level, "I'll bet he does when she dresses up really pretty."
Trisha shakes her head, "No, he usually tells her how beautiful she is."
Mac chuckles, "Yes sweetie he does, but sometimes it takes him a couple of minutes for him to find his voice." Turning to Harriet she adds, "Harm may go speechless at some of the things that I wear, but I think we both tune out almost everything when we kiss."
Trisha groans, "Oh, mom! You mean when I get older my ears aren't going to work either? I don't want to be like the boys."
Harriet smiles, "Don't worry sweetie. For us girls, we only lose our senses when we are with our true love."