It was a beautiful, sunny day. Ozzie Nelson was reading his newspaper while his wife Harriet was busy making scrambled eggs. “I’ve been thinking about going back to work,” announced Ozzie. “The boys no longer live here, and I need to keep busy.”
Harriet frowned, “You’ve been saying this for twenty years. Just sip your coffee. Ricky is coming over for a visit.”
Ozzie was determined to go back to work. “Look Harriet, I found a job in the want ads. They’re looking for a person with executive experience to work at the Old Mills Plant. I could do this.”
“But dear,” said Harriet. “You have no executive experience. All you do each day is sit at home, read the newspaper, watch TV, work around the house, and sleep.”
Just then the doorbell rang. It was Ricky. “Hi son, how’s it going with the Rock ‘N’ Roll?” asked Harriet.
“Not so fine mom. I got booed off the stage because I wouldn’t play my old hits. I can’t stand playing “Hello Mary Lou” anymore. I just wrote a song called “Garden Party” and believe that I can crack the Top 40 again.”
“Good for you dear,” responded Harriet. “By the way, I have a full plate of fresh baked chocolate cookies for you to eat. Also, would you please tell Ozzie to forget about looking for a job. He’s starting to annoy me.”
“Dad, you’ve been a great pop. Forget about going back to work. Here’s a royalty check for $10,000. That should keep you going until my next visit.”
“But I feel so useless. Besides seeing my next door neighbors and working around the house what else do I have to look forward to?” asked Ozzie. “I’ll tell you what I’m going to do instead. Tomorrow, I’m going to take Harriet with me and go on a week’s vacation to the Bahamas. I’m going to scuba dive. I’m going to go sailing. Perhaps, I might even jump out of an airplane.”
“Mom, did you put something in the cookies? Pop’s not his normal self. Well look, I’ve got to get going. It’s great seeing you again. And pop, why don’t you relax in your easy chair and watch the new program on the Discovery channel?”
Harriet gave Ricky a kiss goodbye. Ozzie got out of his chair and shaked Ricky’s hand. “Goodbye son, I’ll send you a postcard when we get to the Bahamas.”
Ricky just shook his head and walked out the door.
“I’m going to the computer and book reservations for the Bahamas right now,” said Ozzie.
Harriet decided that there was no use arguing about this. “All right dear, but please check to see if there are any hurricanes in the area. You never can be too careful. We’re going to have a lot of packing to do. We haven’t gone on a long distant trip since the boys were very young.”
Ozzie was excited. He didn’t really want to go back to work, but he did want to go on a vacation. He had finally won Harriet over after twenty years. “I just can’t wait to put on my swimsuit. It’s been in my drawer for the last two years. I wonder if I should pack my cardigan sweater?”
Harriet went over to Ozzie and said, “Forget about the cardigan. We’re going to the Bahamas in full living color. It’s time that we did some Rock ‘N’ Rolling ourselves.”