Jul 14, 2005 16:45
I just phoned my mother.
Me: "I'm hungry. What's for supper?"
Mom: "Ahhh...meatloaf."
"...oh."
"I guess that's a disappointment to you."
"Not really. Will you put ketchup on the top?"
"I don't know about that."
"I like it with ketchup on the top."
"I've never once had meatloaf with ketchup on the top, except yours."
"Don't you like my meatloaf?"
"[loud sigh] Everytime I've made my meatloaf, Dad has enjoyed it."
"I know. He likes mine too. Are you going to put the ketchup on top? It keeps it from drying out."
"I don't think so."
"Why not?"
"Karen, there have got to be more important things to talk about than this."
"Probably. I don't have time though. Bye."
What's the big deal about putting Ketchup on it? This, by the way, was my attempt at avoiding the inevitably dried-out meatloaf my mother makes. Otherwise it's good, but dried out. I don't understand the woman. She's ornery.