Success?

Had lunch with my mother today. Among other things, discussed who’s bringing what for Thanksgiving (senile aunt is bringing the relish tray in hopes it will be something she did not buy on clearance at the dollar store last year). I suggested we bring the wine this year in an attempt to avoid the huge bottle of pink crap my father usually picks up (yet people only drink enough to be polite).

Me: We’ll bring the wine.
Her: Oh, I was hoping for the pumpkin cheesecake again. I can find another dessert though.
Me: No, we’ll bring that too. [E makes a fabulous pumpkin cheesecake.]
Her: Then why do you want to bring the wine?
Me: Please mom, for the love of all things sacred and holy, let us bring the wine this year.
Her: It’s not going to be pink, is it?
Me: No.
Her: You can bring the wine…. And the cheesecake.

Oh, and for those wondering where I get my attitude, we also had a discussion that went like ( cut for language: )