Saturday

Well, not quite. This happened yesterday afternoon, but since it's Saturday now, and this is the sort of conversation that would occur on a Saturday, I thought it would be ok.

Here's a little bit of filler info: My mom, sister, and I were leaving a Safeway parking lot because my sis wanted to get some yogurt. We recently got this Cuisinart ice cream maker which seemed like a good idea at the time because I wanted to be able to make my own ice "cream" due to my lactose intolerance (damn asian genes) and my sister wanted to figure out how to make Pinkberry at home. This is Pinkberry, for those of you who haven't heard of it:

Back to the story. My mom, who was driving, pulled up to a stop sign and was about to go, but a Mexican guy in a white truck pulled up to the stop sign to the right of us pretty quickly, like he didn't see the sign.

Mom: Aren't you gonna stop, Mendoza?
Me and Channon: Whaaa?!?
Channon: Racist?
Mom: Nooooo. His name is Mendoza!

I looked at the side of the truck as we drove by, and sure enough, there was a logo that said Mendoza's Landscaping Service. Haha. Iono. I just thought it was kinda funny.

By the way, the ice cream maker was a dud. It sorta half-froze the mixture, which, according to the manufacturer's directions, you were supposed to freeze the rest of the way in your freezer. We did this, but our "ice cream" just ended up as a huge tupperware shaped popsicle. When I'm in the right sort of mood I'll eat it, though. For now, I'll just look at it and imagine that there are little people ice skating on it...