The Sweet Husband

Tomatoes for the Daughter

The daughter, son in law and granddaughter spent the night with us last night. I always buy the grandbaby trick or treat candy, because ,you know, being 16 and way too cool to go trick or treating, she still needs candy.

When they left to go home, she forgot the candy.

I have to go take my daughter to the doctor tomorrow, so the son in law doesn't have to miss work again.

I get a text from the grandbaby: Gran, when  you take her tomatoes, can you bring my candy to me please?

Hmm, tomatoes, I go look in the fridge, no tomatoes, I look in the cabinet, no tomatoes, by then I am a little sick of looking, they are not my tomatoes, why the hell would she hide them, nobody in this house would touch something if it isn't ours. We would know, even if we had bought tomatoes, which were ours and which were hers, and we wouldn't bother them.

I go look in the bedrooms, still no tomatoes. I am totally ticked off, why in the heck would you hide tomatoes where they can't be found easily, are they solid gold tomatoes???

All this time, the sweet husband is saying, text Heavan back and ask her where they hid them, then text her mother and tell her don't ever bring anything in this house, ever again, that she's going to leave and you have to look for them. I give you enough to fuss about and I don't even like hearing you do that, I sure as hell don't want to listen to you fussing about someone else.

So I text my daughter, where did you hide the tomatos and why? How can I bring you something I can't find?

Return text, tomatos? Mama I have no clue what you are talking about, are you ok?

I text back, hell no I'm not ok, I just spent an hour looking for some damn invisible tomatos, the only place left is the attic and I AM NOT going up there.

Return Text from the grandbaby, autocorrect Gran, tomorrow not tomatoes, and now I'm in trouble for making you go crazy.

Text to Heavan, take it from me, a whole lot of people, other than you, have tried that and so far it hasn't worked, so I think I will be ok. Yes, I will bring your candy, and check your texts before you press send, I"m old and easily confused.

Return Text : Grannie, don't get too sane, you won't fit in with the rest of us anymore.

Good point!