Be careful at the park...

Recently, my mother asked me if we ever went to a nearby park.
"All the time," I replied "Almost everyday since the weather has been nice. Madeleine loves the slide."

"Well, you should be careful there." she tells me. "Men meet to have sex there. In the woods."

"Ok, thanks. I just go to the playground park and usually there are many other people there. I never walk in the woods alone." I try to explain.

I continue justifying my behavior as a caring and responsible parent, then stop and think: Why does my mother know exactly where local men meet here to have casual and anonymous sex?

So I ask her.

"I saw it on Craig's List. On Casual Encounters. I like to read them. You would be so surprised to see where these men meet. Watch out, they say they will be wearing rubber bands on their wrists."

Thanks for the warning, Mom.

She also sent me her first email ever, about nine days ago. Then she called and said, "Did you get my email? Pretty cool, huh?"