We were on our way to Norway…me proudly wearing my princess hat, Mom self-consciously carrying her sparkly mouse ears…and we passed by a cookie stand with the most incredible looking cookies. We decided to pick up a couple for a midnight snack. A friendly woman with her young son, asked us what the hats were for, and Mom explained about the princesses dinner and how she felt a little foolish. And then…Mom says….drumroll please……………….

“I suppose a princesses dinner would welcome a couple of old queens like us.”

Now the lady narrowed her eyes and looked up at Mom’s 6 foot tall frame and then at my stocky build. I could see her examining us in that “are they really women or are they drag queens” way. I started to snicker and slowly, very slowly, the double entrendre dawned on Mom. As we scurried away, acting silly and embarrassed -just like a couple of old queens would – Mom chattered about what in the world possessed her to say that. I just smiled inwardly — another evening out with Mom, never a dull moment.