When life hands you lemons...
Mom: Hiiiii thereeee!
Me: Are Swiss Rolls the same thing as ho hos?
Mom: Excuse me?
Me: I'm at Walmart... making the Ho Ho Trifle again for the the Christmas lunch tomorrow.
Mom: THE WHAT?!
Me: Mom. The Ho Ho Trifle. With ho hos, strawberries, you know. For the work Christmas lunch. Everybody brings a dessert.
Mom: Oh... UGH, why are you making THAT?!
Me: Because it's easy, cheap and I made it last year and it was a hit.
Mom: It sounds decadent and disgusting.
Me: Yeah, basically... I need fresh lemon juice. But I think I just used it from the bottle last year.
Mom: No, just get lemons.
Me: But how many for a 1/4 cup?
Mom: I don't know... 2?
Me: 2?
Mom: Probably... depending on how hard you squeeze them.
Me: Wow, ok.
Mom: Get more than that if you don't believe me!
Me: I'm just getting it from the bottle. Anyway... [convo continues while I wander Walmart]
Mom: Ok, I'm going to go so I can feed your father and the dogs.
Me: WAIT, I still need lemon juice! Where do I find lemon juice in this place! I hate it here.
Mom: Honey, my god! With the lemons! With the produce! In the produce section! Just go get 2 lemons.
Me: Fine... oh, wait, I just found one of those stupid lemon-shaped plastic thingies with lemon juice. I'm getting that.
