Mor Mor goes on an adventure…

Where does your 68 year old mother like to shop?  My Mom’s a pretty typical grandmotherly/motherly type.  She bakes cookies,
knits sweaters, sends cheques for Rissa’s RESP.  Rissa has a cute pet name for her.  She calls her Mor
Mor,which means ‘mother’s mother,’ in Danish.  My Mom has a grey pixie
cut and shops at Sears.

“Ooooh,” says my Mom.  “I went on a shopping excursion!!!”  (Since she has beeen retired, Mom has allowed herself to shop. After decades of frugality and with the house finally paid off, her paltry Canada Pension Plan has given her new-found spending freedom.  She goes to shoe outlets and housewares
stores.  She putters on the main streets of summer getaway towns, she’ll
take a gander at an art gallery and stop and get a plain black coffee
at a cafe.)

“Really?” I ask expectantly.  “To where?”

“To Wicked Wanda’s.”

Wicked Wanda’s is a sex shop in Ottawa. She’d been thinking about going  for a while.  Probably for an entire
moth.  She’d recently learned of its existence and had decided that it
was a ‘mustn’t be missed’ shopping destination.  My Mom is my hero.

“Annnnnnnd….?” I queried.

“It was veeeery interesting.  Everything is very shiny now.”

“I’m sure it is.”  The last time my Mom had gone to a sex shop was probably three decades ago.  She and my Dad had gone together and he’d turned on a vibrator that rested on one of the glass shelves and couldn’t get it turned off.

“Anything, uh… catch your attention?”

“Well there were lots of very colourful things, to be sure,” she said.  “And the staff was very helpful.  There was a lovely young girl who was very informative.”

“Did you come out with anything?”

“I did! Have you ever heard of Kegel Balls?”

My eyebrows raise.  “I have.”

“Well, in the 70s they would have been Ben Wa Balls, but now they are Kegel Balls.”  She gives her tradmark guffaw of laughter.  “I now have Kegel Balls!”

“Annnnnd….?“

“They certainly make you feel interesting down there.”

“That they do.”

p.s. After my failed trampoline excursion, a friend gave me the exact same brand of  Kegel Balls for my birthday.  “Look  what Narda got me Mom !”  “Oooooh!  They’re just like mine!!!”