*Let me preface it by saying that we were talking about our usual little makeshift New Year's Eve party where we have appetizer-type foods and play board games*
Don: So are we having our New Year's Eve party?
Don: Maybe we should play the new Seinfeld Scene-It?
Me: Yeah, that's a good idea.
*Here's the part where it gets ugly*
Don: And let's not eat all that disgusting crap* we usually have.
*by "disgusting crap" he's referring to the food that I normally prepare for parties.
Me: ~~awkward silence~~
Don: I mean, I always feel so gross after I've eaten it.
Don: So what do you think we should have?
Me: (getting mad) Well, you're the one who doesn't want the "disgusting crap." You tell me what you want.
Don: Why are you getting mad? Why do you take everything so personally?
Me: ~~dead silence~~
Don: I mean, don't you feel gross after you eat that cheese and stuff?
Don: I just think we should eat something healthier.
Me: Just tell me what you want and I'll make it.
Don: (long pause) Grapes?
Me: (thinking to myself) Grapes!?!
Me: Okay, you can have grapes.
So today the kids and I went shopping at some gourmet stores for our party food.
But Don will be ringing in the New Year in the doghouse with...
EDIT--Hold the phone! I just read this on Noble Pig --maybe we'll all eat grapes!?!