queen of push-ups & derringers – part II
continued from Part I…
“Can I help you with that, Cecilia?” my dad asked. I certainly looked like I needed help that random afternoon last spring. I had taken my laundry to my parents’ house and was headed back home when Dad asked if he could help.
“I’ve got everything balanced, Dad.” I had a couple of bags on each shoulder and my laundry basket on one hip. I don’t usually turn down help, but I wanted to make sure I could take everything in one trip once I got home. Besides, I knew if even one item was removed I would have toppled to one side or the other.
“Are you sure?” Dad was rather skeptical.
“Yup!” I said, between my labored breathing. “Don’t worry, Dad. These guns can handle it!”
“Those Derringers? Are you kidding me?!” Dad burst out laughing, while I just stood there.
Finally, I said, “What’s so funny? I don’t get it.”
“You don’t know what a Derringer is?”
“No…” I shifted my weight, trying to stay balanced.
“It’s one of those tiny, one-shot pistols.”
I’ll be honest with you, reader. It took a minute before I realized that my dad was mocking my “guns”.
“I don’t think that’s very funny, Dad!”
“Oh, but it is!” Dad was almost crying as he laughed at his own joke.
I had to put my stuff down because I realized I had forgotten something. My brother, Jeffrey, wandered into the living room as I started my balancing act once again.
“Dude Celia, you need help?” Jeffrey asked.
“Maybe with the door…” I grunted.
Dad grinned, “Can’t your Derringers handle it?” Jeffrey looked at him confused, so Dad explained, “She said her guns could take the weight, and I said ‘not with those Derringers!’”
Jeffrey doubled over. “See,” Dad cried, “it is funny! Jeffrey gets it! I had to explain it to her, Jeff! She didn’t know what a Derringer was!”
I finally had to put my stuff down because they were laughing so hard neither one could open the door for me. The Derringers were getting tired. I defended my derringers as best I could, and that is how my arms officially became known as “The Derringers”.
You may ask, reader, why I am relating this information to you and what relevance it currently has. You will read the answer in Part III…