So This Hot Young Surfer Dude Was Saying. . .

Avalon and the Super Rare, Super Exciting Eaton

My friend Brian lent my daughter not one, but two surfboards. So being the generous and selfless mom that I am, I drove my daughter and her friend 40 miles to Bolsa Chica State Beach to give the boards an inaugural run. In case you are not understanding the depth of my generosity and selflessness, you should know that it was over 40 miles on one of the most congested freeways in California and the only vehicle that we own capable of transporting surfboards has no functioning air conditioning. Yep, I am one awesome mom! Someone should give me an award.

Skip forward to 3 o'clock and I am loading all of our crap back into the truck. The long board is leaning against the shell and I am trying to figure out the easiest way to get the sock (Yes, surfboards have socks. No feet, but socks. Go figure) on the surfboard when I hear:

Surfer Dude: Dude! is that an Eaton Concave blah, blah, blah!

Me (in my head): Is that guy talking to me? What is he talking about?

Hot Young Surfer Dude: I thought I was the only one riding one of those around here.          
                                        Blah, Blah, Blah. . .

Me (in my head. confused look on my face): No, really, what IS he talking about?

I turn around and really look at the guy. He is still talking about . . . Oh, the surfboard!

Hot Young Surfer Dude: . . . really rare. Good  to see!

He stops talking and looks at me.

Me: (in my head) I should respond. What do I say?

Me: (out loud) Well, I guess you're not alone anymore.

Hot Young Surfer Dude: Cool, see you around!

Well, shut my mouth! What just happened? Me, at a loss for words. I tell you, I can count on one hand the number of times that has happened.

I finished with the sock business and headed back out onto the sand to get the girls. Hmm, I thought, that guy assumed I was the one riding that board. Maybe the idea of me surfing isn't so ridiculous after all?