A pair of older ladies– a mother and her daughter– were seated opposite of me at the doctor’s office yesterday. The daughter was probably in her mid to late 50s. The mother in her mid-late 70s or early 80s. The daughter was reading the Chicago Tribune to her mother, and I couldn’t help but overhear a portion of their conversation:
Daughter: Oh my goodness, Mom did you see this?
Mother: What, dear?
Daughter: These two women got married in California. Ellen DeGeneres and her girlfriend.
Daughter: Yes, you know they passed that law in California that allows them to get married.
Mother: What does it say?
Daughter: Oh it says what they wore- Ellen wore a white pantsuit and Portia wore a white dress. And they talk about the cake and the music and who was all there.
Daughter: Well to each his own, I guess.
Daughter: I guess if they’re in love, it’s a good thing.
Daughter: Oh doesn’t she look pretty?
Mother: Sure does. Just lovely.