Lets Talk Pineapple

Well, things at home are a little better than the last time I went home. I really didn’t see my dad much while I was home because he had to work, which sucks. My mom hung out around the house with my boyfriend and me. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention Shawn spent the whole weekend with me. So, there’s all of the serious out of the way. I love my mom and her sense of humor! Saturday after my mom, Shawn, and I watched the OU game (yes I watched, but only because Shawn’s an alumni from there), my mom decided she was going to go to the grocery store so we could have food to cook for dinner and to also get me food to bring back to the dorm. She asked if I had any requests, which was a wasted question, because I always do. I told her that I wanted some cereal, peanut butter, some salad dressing, you know the usual stuff, but then I had one super special request. I wanted her to get me some fresh pineapple. So, my mom went to the store and did her thing and Shawn and I took our afternoon nap. When my mom got back my younger sister was helping her unload groceries. Since I had just woke up, be honest, I really wasn’t going to help carry anything. I’m laying in the living room when I hear my sister ask my mom why she bought a pineapple. I wasn’t thinking and I said that it’s mine so that I can take it back with me and have fresh fruit to eat. Little did I know that when I said fresh, my mom took it to heart. I thought she would buy one of those plastic containers of “fresh” pineapple for me to have. Instead I go into the kitchen to find a pineapple sitting on the counter, looking like it had just arrived from the tropics. Moral of this story, besides a really good laugh, when I tell my mom I want something I need to be more specific with the details. The good thing though, I had really fresh pineapple to take back with me!