Where is Adam Sandler when I need him??
As some of you might know, our daughter Bitchy is a freshman at Oregon State. Even though I could throw a STONE and hit her dorm, we were very adamant that she live on campus in order to ensure a “true” college experience.
Last Sunday night, the night before finals, I volunteered to make dinner for her and her roomies. (Don’t be impressed, they wanted mac and cheese and salad. Even I can make that.) We had a lovely dinner, complete with Christmas music playing in the background. I have QUITE the selection, I must say.
They ate like the Survivors coming back from 40 days in the wild, and they are GIRLS. Bitchy decided to take them back to the dorm, come home and do laundry and then have her father drive her the five blocks back up to campus later in the evening.
Bitchy returned, marched into the house and said to me, “Mom! Well, first, they loved the dinner. Thank you very much. But, I CAN’T BELIEVE you played CHRISTMAS music ALL through dinner!! Why would you do that?”
“Because I am always playing that music. YOU know that. I do it every year. Plus, who doesn’t love Christmas music?”
“Jewish people, that’s who. Did you forget that they are JEWISH? Jesus, mom.” And with that, she turned and marched down the steps to the laundry room.
Crap. Then I remembered her telling me about the dinner Friday night at the JEWISH center with her roommates. Yeah, even teachers don't pay attention. My bad. (as usual.)
(This was from last year. I am STILL laughing about it. I am cooking again TODAY!!! I might have to try making potato latke's and rush out and buy a menorah. )