There are no other words or phrases that can describe what happened to me today. My mom and I have a great relationship, and pretty much talk every day about what is going on in our lives. But there is a dark side to this relationship because we both love to poke fun at the other one, specifically when it comes to our favorite restaurants and foods. Many of our picture messages consist of food we are about to eat or have eaten, sometimes throwing digs or taunting each other.
But today, my mom crossed the line. She didn’t send me just one picture; she sent me two! First she sent me a picture of her lunch. That woman had the nerve to send me a picture of a gloriously, delicious plate of Hawaiian food with all my favorite sides. There is not one thing that I would have changed about her lunch and I hated knowing that her taste buds had a party today. Then, if that wasn’t bad enough, she sent me a picture message of Leonard Jr.’s malasada truck. Any who has been to Hawaii or lives in Hawaii knows that this truck is like a moving piece of heaven, perfection on wheels. Malasadas are little pillows of dough that are covered in sugar. Yum. If I could describe this to any of you that have not been to Hawaii or tasted a malasada, it would be like sending someone in the hot desert a picture of the beach. It was that bad. I will be spending the next few days thinking about how I am going to get back at my mom. Any ideas?
Now what’s her favourite food then? Send her a photo of that.
And she didn’t bring you a doggy bag? That is mean, mean, mean! Go out and get her favorite desert and have someone take a picture of you eating it! I found you on Saving and Sharing please follow me back http://bridgetsdaughter5.blogspot.com oh and I’m following you on twitter too