Give The Woman an Ice Cream Cone...

Sometimes the simplest things in life are the hardest to come by. It's an odd phenomenon really. Last night after we got back from Akron and dropped Hezzo off at her place, we stopped into our local Discount Drug Mart (it saves you the run-around!) cause Ma wanted to get some "junk" to snack on. So she heads back to what apparently is the "junk" aisle to get some of her beloved Cheese Popcorn. (Snyder's brand only, of course.) Alas....they have none.

So we head over to the ice cream aisle (which is also a "junk" aisle, even though it tries to disguise the fact by hanging out in a different part of the store.) Looking for some good low-carb ice cream. Alas....they have none. (Oooh...Dejavu)

OK, not to worry. We will just run through McDonald's to grab a yogurt-cone. So we pull in and to our dismay there are 783 other cars in line. (well....that might be a slight exaggeration) Mom's immediate reaction is "What are all these lousy people doing out here?! They need to be home!" I'm not sure if she realizes that using the same logic would also make us lousy people who should be home...but I let that point go. Anyway, we decide we are not waiting in line and head on home, ice cream-less. 'Twas rather sad.

So today after church we have a baptizing right after service. Since we go out into the middle of nowhere and baptize in a creek, there is no time to get food. After that there is an open house I want to check out, but it ends at 2. It's 1:30. So, we again forgo food to go check it out first. Finally we head for some grub. Oh wait - there's another open house! Let's stop in! Except...it doesn't start until 2. It's 1:52. OK..drive around for 8 minutes. Hey! There's another open house. Oh...this dude is just closing up. But he'll open it again to show us. (Glad he did, really liked the house!). OK - now back to the other one. Now it's 2:30 or later...and we are probably literally going to die if we don't get food soon. (Well, maybe not really literally, but it sure feels that way.) Wendy's, here we come.

After we eat, Ma wants dessert. Guess what she's got a hankerin' for? Back to McD's we go. Thankfully all of the "lousy people" from last night have gone home where they belong, so we zip right into the drive-thru. The little voice box takes the order and says "$2 at first window please." So Ma dutifully pulls up to the first window. The girl is stepped back from the window a little bit opening a box or something, so she gives mom the "wait one minute" motion with her finger. So mom, upon seeing this, hits the gas to zooms forward. What in the world??? So I'm trying to say "She wanted you to wait" when I suddenly see the little McD money-taker's head fling out the window and she's yelling "No, no...come back!!" So Mom then stops the car, whips it in reverse and zooms back. Which would have been much less scary if she would have actually looked in the rear view mirror first. Thank God no one was back there. Apparently she thought money-taker was waving her forward instead of telling her to stay put. So Mom gives her a $10 and money-taker gives her $8 back, though she asks mom to verify it after she handed it to her because she thought she might have given her two $5's instead of one. (She didn't..we were good.) So then we pull away from the window and mom looks at me and says..."What in the world was wrong with her??"

Wrong with her?? I'm sorry dear mother...I don't think this one lays on Ms. money-taker. As I'm pointing this out, Ma starts covering her nose with her sweater because the car in front of us is leaking more gas fumes than it actually is running on. And she starts yelling again because these lousy people (we have a lot of lousy people in our town, in case you didn't notice) ordered too much food and if it had been her at the window they would have made her pull forward! That's good info to have, but not much I can do about it. So...I assure her that they will not be there all day, though mom is sure they're going to "gas her to death" before they pull away. Well, I'm happy to say that no one died from noxious fumes, and we did FINALLY get to enjoy a delicious McDonald's yogurt-ice cream cone.

All is right with the world again.

At least until the next time...

:) (luv ya Ma!)