Compliments

My adopted daughter, Sasha, is the empress of back handed compliments.
Like telling a lady one time,
"I forgive you !"
Lady, "Forgive me for what?"
"For not being as good a cook as Papa!"

I have gone by Papa, the whole of the kids life with me,
Because in my first language,
Papa does not mean father,
But, Father - as in spiritual leader.
So, the children continually remind me that they are a gift from God,
And I am responsible to Him,
For them!

But back to the subject at hand.....

I do not generally get many compliments these days.
Of course I interact with almost no one!
So, not many opportunities.

Gaelic Girl was in fine form Sunday night.
We were eating a rather poorly prepared meal,
At a recommended establishment.
The place is full,
Waiters running around all over.
She looks up and in a loud voice says,"
Why Kris even you cook better than this!"

My skin just cringes as I envision being beat within an inch of my life!

The next day, I am in Cashmere, Washington.
As I am paying for my purchase in one of the antique stores,
The cashier asks for id,
And I hand her my drivers license.

"Oh my gosh!, I don't know what to say!
I mean like WOW!
You have lost a ton of weight!
And you look so good!
I like, oh my gosh!, in this picture you are a big fat p ....."

Just then, the manager cuts her off gently,
And saves me the embarrassment of being called a "p....."!
But, it does have a positive side to it!
So, I'll take it!

Like I said, not many compliments come my way!