Torture

I went to the dentist this morning for the first time in about 7 years. I like the dentist; they pop me upside down and I nearly fall asleep. However, I was still in pain from the previous day's shopping slog to Whole Foods.
I'd never been to this location before, but it's set up pretty much like the other ones. Mom was hungry, so before we started shopping, she wanted to go to the cafeteria-type area and get lunch. I wasn't thrilled with the selection, since it was either Indian or Cajun. Mom kept circling the three or four counters, getting more and more pissy about things. "These aren't even hot!" "They had macaroni and cheese last time!" "Don't they even have a microwave in here?""Where do I pay?" Bear in mind, she'd been here before, yet she was asking me these questions. I grabbed a guy in an apron to get answers and Mom acted embarrassed, apologizing to him about ten times while he explained where to go to pay and where the microwave is.
After she ate a few bites of pasta, we went on a quest for fruit which is on the other side of the store. Took forever, and I know Mom walks slow because of pain, but we have a goal in mind, don't stop to touch everything. It's like shopping with a preschooler. She couldn't find the berries she wanted and got more upset at how inconvenient it was that there was nothing she wanted. So I grabbed a different apron-guy and he pointed out the display of berries right behind her. Finally we check out, with her quietly griping the whole time...except when the cashier asks if we found everything ok! Mom says yeah it was fine, then returned to her mumbling once we got in the car. Luckily she had choir practice that night, so I had a few hours of quiet in which to calm the hell down.

Quiz time!
1. You're in a restaurant and you want more butter for your bread. What do you do?
a. Ask a waiter for some more butter.
b. Mention to someone in your party that you wish you had more butter.
c. Eat it anyway, sighing loudly.
d. Stiff the waiter on the tip since he should know that you want more butter.
e. b,c and d

If you chose A, then I wouldn't mind having dinner with you
If you chose B, C or D, then it would be the last time I have dinner with you.
If you chose E, then you're my Mom! How did you find this blog?

Mostly Dead

Last night I ate part of a chicken kiev, which I love. This one wasn't so great- something was off. At 4am I woke up to cramps and cement-belly and started a 6 hour puke- and -poo regimen. Spent the day laying on the couch watching a Dr Who marathon on SciFi, then CSI on Spike. Strangely, both networks showed a lot of ads for ProActive acne system. I got so dehydrated that my joints started to ache, and my back is still hurting. Once I was finally able to keep food down, I have the best cinnamon toast I've ever had, and the best saltines I've ever had. Then I fell asleep during Psych, which will mess with your dreams.