Where's The Sugar?

I may have committed a felony. Or, perhaps it was just a misdemeanor. Regardless, I broke the law. I took a test for my mom. She had to go to traffic school and one option, instead of class, was to take a test at home. She really should have chosen the class.

A few years ago, she would have gotten a hundred percent on a test like that, but now she couldn't do it. It wasn't for lack of trying. She spent countless hours working on it and even got up at 4 in the morning today to put some more time into it. Her mind just doesn't work like it used to.

Feeling a little resentful, I did the test for her. Considering all of the book reports and school projects my mom did for me over the years, I suppose it is only fair that I return the favor. I just hope that I got a passing grade.

Mom made sweet and sour chicken for dinner, only she forgot the sweet part. It was just chicken and vegetables in a vinegar sauce. I didn't say anything and was just grateful that the portion was small.

On the way home, I stopped at a frozen yogurt shop. I got my usual tart flavor, but they had made a mistake in making it. There was no sugar in it. Frozen yogurt is normally high in sugar and there is a good reason for that. It is amazing how bad it tastes without sugar. Again, I just ate it and didn't say anything.

Tonight, I am going to have a bowl of ice cream. I need it.