On my 15th birthday, I opened a package from my mom and sister. Out came a beauty case containing samples of my very own makeup.

"Oh, neat," my dad said excitedly, "a tackle box!"

My mother and sister explained that it was a beauty kit, not a tackle box.

As I opened it up and showed everyone the eye shadow, mascara, and rouge, my father leaned over to my mother and whispered,

"I told you it was a tackle box. Just look at all those lures."