In the ongoing renovations to their side of their house, my parents are replacing the ceiling lights. My brother and his wife are getting new windows. Anyway, when I was over there yesterday, I noticed a big box in my parents’ livingroom (it was hard not to notice) that said “Maxim lighting” on it.

Yes, yes, I know that’s just the company’s name, but I started half-giggling. “Are you doing a photoshoot? Mom? What are you going to wear?” It did not Bring the Laughs. Basically, it Brought The Confused Looks From Sixty-Three Year Olds. It also Brought The Awkward No One Got My Joke Feeling. Not that I’m not used to that.