black socks...

while in the car on spring cypress mom is talking about marriage and babies for the one millionth time this week.

mom: don't forget that eric has to come ASK ME for your hand in marriage
mel: ok..
mom: and he has to come to my house.
mel: ok....
mom: and he has to bring me a present
mel: how is this all about you?
mom: i rasied you!
mom: and... buy me dinner...
mom: and wear a suit and tie
mel: what? no. that is ridiculous. no one wears ties to people's houses
mom: WHY NOT? he cannot wear shorts and flip flops
mel: no. i "ju jue" this (reject in chinese). you are a "bao....." (i forget how to say tyrant in chinese)
mom: HA HA you do not even know how to say it!
mom: and i will prepare 10 questions for him
mel: are you kidding me?
mom: you said he is good at taking test - so i will test him!
mel: ANYTHING ELSE?!
mom: ha- if you say that i will just keep thinking of things!
mom: tell him to wear socks.... black...socks.

she looks pleased and completely justified in her thoughts...... and i pray she will forget this conversation forever.