Is it Fall yet?

Mom's in Vegas, so it's Dad's turn to do things. Kinda.

So dad dosn't like cooking, but he's kind enough to drive me to Jack in the box. We pull up to the menu and he says "know what you want?" and I answer "Asian chicken salad and a diet coke". He orders it, and as we're pulling up to the first window, he says "I noticed you're kinda taking on some new eating habits. Burgers kept you fat for long enough, Huh? *chuckles*". I say "thanks dad.", but he dosn't seem to notice any displeasure, and that's that.

The next day, we head to Arby's...Of course they didn't have the wrap I wanted, and the other ones weren't up to my standards, so I get nothing. Next we pull into the greasy place next door for him, and I say "uhh just get me that BBQ salad thing." (I'd rather have another salad than a greasy sandwich with soggy fries) He quickly replies "Psh just SALAD?? Whada ya tryin to do, disappear? *laughs*" Now THAT'S parenting.


So my birthday's in two days, and I don't have major plans. I asked my mom to take me shopping and to Orange County, and she aggreed, so maybe that'll be exciting. Just a note to everyone though: Don't forget. Seriously, I'm taking names.