I had a good weekend. I visited teresa's family up in placerville, where we watched Indiana and the Temple of Doom. I always thought that was the first one, most likely because when I was young that was the first one I saw, but after the scene where two guys with swords pop up and he goes for his gun that isn't there, I knew it had to be the second. Teresa's folks are nice and occasionally funny when they get in yelling matches, but the best thing about that house is the never unstocked supply of soda and cheetos.
Sunday I roleplayed some more with my friends and we took out a whole Gnoll den. It was the first mass battle that I enjoyed. I castaded animation of dead I didid!
Today was pretty bad. I woke up early to take my car into the shop to get it tuned, but it was so expensive I ended up just getting the regular oil change and tire rotation. 400$ for spark plugs and checking the brakes? No thanks! They did wash it for free and I was surprised how good the little civic looks without 3 pounds of dirt on it.
I tried to take a nap when I got back but my dad pounded on my door and said, "WE NEED TO GO TO SAFEWAY FOR THANKSGIVING". (He has a deep and booming voice, not unlike god when you anger him). The thing about my family is it is big. I have 4 siblings and now with marriages and groupies, the dinner table can be quite huge. This year however, most of my family will be away so it's just going to be us plus one of my brothers and his extra head. Five people, not too much, but with 20 years of large thanksgiving history, it's hard to convince my mom and dad that we don't need all these dishes. Sweet potatoes or regular, not both! Green beans or asparagus, not both! No corn, no brussel sprouts!! Turnips or rutabagas, not both (not either..)! We don't need 2 acorn squashes. We don't need a 30 pound turkey! For an hour I pleaded and shouted and nay-sayed all these and more, but to no avail. Why do I blog so much about my dad and stores? Just so you understand that these aren't isolated incidents. I'm going insane!
The week before this, we went to price club and got too much. He went to the store again with my brother last thursday, and got 2 tubs of ice cream (they don't each much ice cream, making me eat it 8X ). Monday we go and get another 20 bags of stuff. Guess what though, Safeway didn't have leeks. We need leeks so we drive across the street to another store, and he promises he's just going to get leeks. I park for 10 minutes then start to drive around. I drive around. I drive around. Every time I drive by I get angrier and angrier (it's really annoying with a stick shift), and after 15 minutes I see him come out with TWO MORE BAGS. I calmly (while gritting my teeth) ask what did he get? Pearl onions, more corn (it's cheaper here!), some veggie called swiss chard, and another tub of cherry ice cream, plus other crap I'm too tired to mention.
When I get to be 60, take me for a nice long car ride, say we're having a picnic, but just leave me out deep in the woods for the wolves to get me.