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Monday, 11/21/2011 - 4:59 p.m. Conversation today with my mother about T'giving dinner: Her: So you're not making deviled eggs? Me: No, I hadn't planned on it. I'm more focused on the turkey and stuff since this is my first time making Thanksgiving dinner. Her: {big sigh} I'll make some, then, I guess. Me: Okie dokie. If you'd like them then by all means. Her: You're sure you're not making deviled eggs? Me: YES, I'm sure. I'm more concerned with the bird and the dressing and the spinach casserole since I've never made those. Ever. Her: What else are you making? Mac & cheese? Me: Turkey, dressing, spinach casserole, mac & cheese, sweet potatoes, bread, strawberry salad, and an Oreo Mud Pie. Her: You're not making an eclair pie? Me: No, Mother, I'm not. Her: {sighs again} I suppose I'll make one of those, too. Me: If that's what you'd like instead of the mud pie, then by all means. Later, as we're saying goodbye: Her: You're sure you're not making deviled eggs or an eclair pie? Me: YES, Mother, I'm sure. Her: Oh, well, OK. Me: {to the hung-up phone} This will all be so much easier when you're dead. I'm trying to be horrified that I said such a thing out loud (even if we'd already hung up) but I'm just pissed off.
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