Yo, folks, it's karotsamused
stealing the LJ again for a bit of postage.
We just got back from a 10:50 donut run at Ralph's. We got donuts. And milk. And that was it. No srsly. WOO. It was brought on by Stephen Colbert morphing a donut into a donut hole. And then consuming them. Oh, God. Donut holes. Nnng.
But before then, Rune picked me up and then we headed out down the back way to La Mesa, which was an awesome and slightly terrifying ride through the mountains. Went to Target, and then the Gma's.
The poodles were the dirtiest little fuzzballs that ever fuzzed. As usual. So we decided to give them a bath. So we borrowed a couple of shirts and the poodles, and the Gma's dog, Buddy, got baths. YAY BATHS OMG! And then her parents showed up. Well, I lie.
Her parents showed up while Stuart was in the bath. He was not only the first one to be bathed, but then had to STAY in the little tub while his family came home. The car pulled up in the garage, and Rune's mom's voice filtered in through the door. He made a little mournful noise of a poodle in great emotional pain, crying out, "Mama! Saaaave meeee... why are they doing this to meeee?"
Mama didn't notice. D:
Everybody was in a pretty good mood so we putzed (although periodically you had to dodge THUNDEROUS SMALL DOG STAMPEDE!!!!!!111111!!!!!!eleven! They really like
being clean. Eh heh.) around until dinner and then had a great couple of conversationy bits.
All the pronouns I'm gonna use are missing the indicator "Rune's", but you know we were with her family anyway so there. XP
Mom: ...those hot peppers, what do you call them?
Dad: *to me* Hot peppers.
Mom: *keeps talking*
So I got in on a bit of Dad snark which was awesome.
While we were at Target, we also toddled around the mall and into the See's candy, where Rune got candies for the Gma and both parents. Chocolate mint for the Gma, white chocolate key lime for the Mom, and choclatey goodness for the Dad. Why white chocolate for the mom?
Apparently she doesn't like chocolate.
Dad: You know, your mother -does- like chocolate.
Mom: I do not.
Dad: She's eaten it.
Rune: Mom! You totally like chocolate, don't you?
Mom: *makes "Ew" face*
Rune: But you do eat it sometimes.
Mom: *Well duh
* For the liquor.
Me: *CRACKS UP*
And then Rune's mom and I bonded over how weird Rune is.
See, Rune has this thing where she doesn't like cold things, such as ice cream and sherbet, unless they're mostly melted and mooshed into a kind of loose paste. As a general rule, the mooshing process is kinda weird, and what happens when multicolored tropical sherbet is mooshed is something along the lines of ... well, weird albino poo.
We both watched in horror and disgust, and traded "That's so weird!" or "Ew!" as time called for it.
In other news, RUNE GOT BOTH HER HEADLIGHTS TO WORK! We were at the gas station and she gave the non-working one a good thump. And now they're both on. Fortuitous, since she left them on when we went into the supermarket later. *facepalm*