Bones in the Pancakes

Today's story starts with a trip to McDonald's for breakfast as I had many errands to run in preparation for our big trip to Ohio. I picked Demetrius up at the beauty school and we started on our way. We had to deliver a flash drive to our Friendship Force friends in Jackson so they could use it on their vacation and so we decided to stop at a McDonald's on the way - one we don't usually go to. We each got our "usual": pancakes for Demetrius and a bacon and egg bagel for me. It's McDonald's for heaven's sake - what could go wrong??? Demetrius was eating his pancakes when he looked at me with a horrified look on his face and said, "Grandma, these pancakes have bones in them." I thought, "what in the world? What could be in the pancakes that he thought they were bones?" So I said, "Well, just spit out what's in your mouth and let me check them." He said, "That's OK, I think it was just one bone. The rest are OK." and proceeds to eat them. Well, it wasn't long before he found another "bone" and this time I made him give me the fork to see what it was. One of the pancakes (the one on the bottom) must have been made in the last century as it was as hard as a rock. I couldn't even get the fork in it. I said I was going to take them back and he said, "It's OK. I wasn't that hungry anyway." So I made him save all the parts that weren't edible and on our way out the door, I asked to speak to the manager. Who, I might add, was handling some sort of crisis/outburst with one of the workers in the back. She (the employee) was screaming and yelling and I couldn't tell if it was happy, mad, sad or glad. All I node was thiff: "Thass nuf a dat shit. Yude bee qweye-ed-ed down now oar Eye bee leddin ewe bee dun gawn owt de dore!!!!" And that was the manager. Needless to say, when I told her what the child had said about the pancakes her only comment was, "He be cute but he don't be right. Whut chall want? Moor dem pancakes?" I figured it was time to cut my losses and leave never to grace this lovely establishment with our presence ever again. N dat bee foe troo. Dee en.

Adventuresome!

Luke, Jamie and the kids went to New Mexico to visit Mark and Stacey - the first real vacation they've ever taken. I got a phone call one day from Demetrius and I asked him if he was having a good time. He hesitated and then said, "Yeah, I guess." We talked a little more and he asked if I wanted to talk to his daddy. Luke then proceeds to tell me that they have been touring around New Mexico going to Sky City/Acoma Pueblo, Old Town, Jackalope, and up the top of Sandia Crest. He said Demetrius told him he was ready to come home. Luke asked him why and he said, "I like going on trips with Grandma. She's more adventuresome than you guys." You go, kid! I like your style!

PawPaw lives on a boat

I forgot to tell you about the other funny incident today:
We were at the grocery store checking out and it wasn't busy so there was one lady checking, and two ladies bagging. Demetrius starts talking to them and says something to the effect that 'PawPaw lives on a boat now. He doesn't stay with grandma anymore.' The one lady looks up from the checking and gives me this, Oh, I'm so sorry look. And it finally dawns on me that they are all thinking my husband has left me and with this little grandson to raise -- oh, poor lady. I said, 'Oh no, he works in New Orleans and someone offered him their boat to live on so he wouldn't have to commute everyday.' They all said, 'Yeah', like they really didn't mean it. I said, 'No,really, we been married close to 40 years and neither one of us wants to train a new one.' But I don't think any of them believed me. They each offered Demetrius something = he got two rings, a lollipop and some gum. Keep up the good work kid!

"Those boys of yours"

Demetrius and I were having lunch when he looked at me and said slyly, "You know those boys of yours?" I said, "Yeah, who?".
D: "Those brothers. While you were gone, they were throwing a ball back and forth in your house and it almost hit the clock."
Me: "You mean Luke and Ben???"
D: "Yeah, them. And PawPaw too! They were all messing around and trying to keep the ball away from the dog."
Me: "What were you doing? Why didn't you stop them?"
D: "They wouldn't listen to me."
Me: "Why are you telling on them?"
D: "Cause they were being bad."
Me: "Where was your Mom and the girls?"
D: "Home."
Me: "So there wasn't anybody to tell them to stop?"
D: "No."
Me: "I'm surprised they didn't try to play to play basketball or skateboard thru the house."
D: "I tried to stop them. But they wouldn't listen and I didn't know how to call you."
Me: "Well, I'm sure glad you told me."
D: "I don't want you to tell them I told you cause they'll be mad at me."
Me: "I would never tell!"

So enjoy and please keep this conversation to yourselves. It's really better if you hear me tell it.