Mom's house for dinner

Randy is gone again overnight to Oakland. He always cooks dinner when he's home because I hate to cook and he loves to cook, and I do the clean up because he can't clean, so it all works out in the end. When he is gone poor Molly gets to eat frozen dinner or take out:) "oh, how sad" :( No, she loves it. I was too tired to even think about doing either of those options today so I was happy to get a call from my mom inviting us to dinner.

When we arrived at my mom's, Jude (my step dad) and Tyler (my brother) were there. Michelle (my sister) wasn't there, she must have gone over to her boyfriend's house after work.

It took Max a while to warm up since we hadn't been there in so long (since Xmas eve) but when he familiarized himself with everyone again he was off and crawling to the kitchen where he could stand at the cupboards and suck on the apple shaped cupboard knobs (his favorite) Hey! it's better than the dogs chew toys. For some reason my mom doesn't see anything gross about that. I've given up on the apple knobs because he's my second child so I don't worry about germs as much but I do draw the line at the nasty chew toys.

We all sat down to dinner. Pork chops, Which I haven't eaten since I lived with my mom about a billion years ago, apple sauce, and baked potatoes. I was impressed! My mom never cooks. It was nice. My mom is handicapped with pain most of the time and takes care of her handicapped husband Jude so it took a lot of effort for her to prepare the meal.

Over dinner my brother and I argued whether Margarine or butter was better. I am a strong believer in butter :)" We were raised on margarine" that was Tyler's argument. Then it was milk. He loves milk. Tyler was shocked to hear that Molly had never ever had tried soda. "Never?, not even Cactus Cooler or Root beer?" I always love talking to Tyler. Whenever we see each other we always talk of the past and argue over which fattening foods are better.

Speaking of stories from the past, a weird one came up after dinner (luckily Molly was watching cartoons) My brother and My mom were remembering a time when they lived in Washington. Tyler had gone down to a nearby store and somehow stumbled upon a strap on dildo. He ran home freaked out. He told my mom what he had seen ( I think he had to be 10 yrs old at the time) and my mom, of course had to go see it. She and Tyler got in the car and sped to the scene. My mom said she wanted to get rid of it so that no other innocent children would see it. Tyler said when they got there, mom picked it up with a plastic bag trying not to touch it while trying to jam it into the plastic bag. Tyler was freaking out wondering why she was taking this thing. They then drove to a far away place, Wal-Mart :) My brother was a just about having a heart attack on the way, imagining being pulled over and someone seeing that they had this grotesque object. My mom said she threw it away in the dumpster at Wal- Mart then she belted out laughing her brains out. Poor Tyler looked like he was still traumatized by the whole the thing. I just giggled thinking, this is SO "our family.