My Mother may be extremely mad at me today. Hopefully, if we talk about this on the air, mom won’t be listening.
My mom called me yesterday and needed to do something on her computer. Then she immediately called me back and asked me to bring her some milk free ice cream from this new place down the street from my bar. No problem. I got her two little pints of the two flavors and then I was off to her house. I got there and I didn’t see her car. Where in the heck did she go? She knew I was on the way. So, I went in holding the ice cream. Since she wasn’t there, I needed a place to put her ice cream. DUH, the freezer…I opened the freezer and I swear, there was not a square inch of real estate in the entire freezer. So, I knew what I had to do. I had to throw some stuff away. QUICK…I needed a trash bag. My Mom keeps everything. Foil, Plastic bags, whatever… but where are they? I looked and couldn’t find them. So, I just took out like eight items that were in the door compartment of the freezer and put them on the counter. Then, I heard mom’s car pulling up… CRAP!
So, as mom was coming in the house through the back door, I walked out the front door and around to the back. I dumped all of the frozen food that I had confiscated into the big gray trashcan and walked back into the house through the front door. I’m sure I had a guilty look on my face but I didn’t confess. Please don’t ground me mom!