Two of Us

(Disclaimer: The following conversation is totally made up. I created it in order to use as many Beatles song titles as possible in honor of my birthday.)

“How ‘bout the Two of Us going shopping,” I suggested to my son, Tim, “Because it’s such a Good Day Sunshine?”

“I was just thinking that Yesterday,” he said with a laugh. “I think I’ll buy some CDs ‘cause I know I sure Can’t Buy Me Love.”

“Nope, and unfortunately we can’t Drive My Car since it’s on loan, so we’ll have to borrow one.”

“We could take the light rail but we don’t have a Ticket to Ride.”

I agreed with this as I stepped outside the back door, nearly losing my balance. “Shoot, what If I Fell?”

Tim laughed heartily. “Oh mama, I’ve Got a Feeling if anyone falls it will be me because I’m A Loser.”

“Tell Me Why you think that,” I said, unlocking the door of the van we’d borrowed. “Talk about a loser, I often feel just like an Old Brown Shoe.”

I slid behind the wheel and said, “You know, I’ve Got a Feeling we’ll never forget the Things We Said Today.”

“That’s because it’s your birthday,” he cried. “I wish it was your birthday Eight Days a Week!”

“Easy for you to say because you’re still young. I just wonder how I’ll feel When I’m 64.”

“Well,” he said, “even when you’re old and feeble I’ll think of you While My Guitar Gently Weeps.”

We drove along in happy companionship, making silly jokes and laughing at them much more than they warranted. Suddenly Tim burst out with, “You Never Give Me Your Money.”

Startled, I tromped on the gas pedal and ran a red light.

“What do you mean? My finances have been a mess for the longest time, just Helter Skelter.”

“It’s okay, Mama, I’ll get by with A Little Help From My Friends.”

“Oh, I’m So Tired. But you know what they say, “Ob-la-Di, Ob-la-Da.”

“That’s true. And This Boy sure loves his mom. I’m so glad you’re my mom! It’s been A Long and Winding Road and A Hard Day’s Night, but I feel as if things are falling into place all Across the Universe.”

“I do too,” I said. “It’s definitely Getting Better all the time.”

“I saw auntie yesterday. She Came In Through the Bathroom Window.”

“Really?” I laughed in surprise. “Well, Run for Your Life if that ever happens again! Doesn’t it seem like Everybody’s Got Something to Hide Except for Me and My Monkey?”

“I wouldn’t go that far, Mom,” he gently chided. “Your negativity is a bit depressing. Don’t Let Me Down.”

“I know I could use some Help with my attitude,”I said, smartly turning into the huge parking lot of a shopping center. “Oh, Hello Goodbye, here’s a great parking spot. Man, I’m so thirsty right now I could spit.”

“Me too. Why Don’t We Do It In the Road?”

“Sounds good to me.”

We climbed out of the car just in time to see the sun reappear from behind a fat cloud.

“Wow, Here Comes the Sun! My attitude’s improving already. I can feel the Chains of negativity falling away.”

We both spit, which drew scowls from shoppers exiting the shopping center. “It’s okay,” Tim said, “Just Act Naturally. You’re my mama, you can do what you want And Your Bird Can Sing as far as I’m concerned.”

“If I had a bird,” I said as we both laughed. “Imagine! And Something tells me if anyone overheard our crazy conversations they’d lock us both up. Maybe even toss us into a Yellow Submarine and throw away the key.”

“Or an Octupus’ Garden!”

“That’s right. We’d change our names; you could be Jude and I could say Hey Jude, and I could become Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds.”

“Sorry Mama, but for that I have No Reply.”

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