Private moments - part II

While dragon was trying to save wolfie the dog from my menu of edible dog food, and keep amending my list of what to do's... I have been trying very hard to put other things in order. I thought it was easy for me to be alone for a couple of days while both of them dissappeared into the camping trip.

Out of nowhere, my daughter announces that she doesn't want to go camping. Great! that really bums me out. I've been looking forward to being alone for the weekend. Dragon's also bummed because now that means a little argument. And as I expected, the girls begin snapping at each other. I would like to step in and try to stop it but that would be wrong, because they will find a way to blame me for everything. This goes on until Dragon looks at me and says, "I've got such a headache.."

"OK, I'll go talk to her.."

I look at my daughter and whisper softly.. "Sweetie, 50 bucks if you go.."

That takes care of the problem. Dragon went back to the 'to do' list again.. "Oh, and go see baby at mom's place before you go to sleep."

"We have a baby? Wait, we do have a baby. I've seen him. His name is.. baby.."

"Congratulations! You do live here. By the way, I left a chicken breast and thigh in the fridge for you..."

"That's sweet. But you know I'm not attracted to chicken.."

"... and the casserole. You just put the rice in that sauce, and add the peppers to it. Then you take off the chicken skin, cut the chicken into pieces.."

I am lost....

"... and put it in a frying pan, turn on the stove..."

Dragon plans meals for me. It's her way of being nice, but it ain't going to happen. I don't have the heart to tell her that I've already planned my favorite meal; a bologna sandwich. And none of that low fat, plasticine, leather looking garbage is ever going into my plate. But that's what I am going to feed Wolfie ..tsk...tsk... save me the money from buying the dog food in the first place..