Watch Out For Momma Bear!

Was at the store today -- the natural foods, all organic, happy, mellow people store. I bought a red onion. Oh, and some chocolate soy pudding, which pretty much covers all the necessities of life don't you think? Actually, I went for supplements that were on sale BOGO, but they didn't have what we needed.

Anyway...

My mother (and, DD's Grandma) went to a different place to inquire when the next shipment of supplements would be in. My 6 y.o. DD and I stood in line behind another *ahem* older woman and evidently, DD didn't notice that Gram had moved away, so she snuggled up to the lady in front of us, who looked enough like Gram from the back (same color hair, some color jacket) that DD didn't notice her error.

Until, that is, this wonderful grandmotherly woman turned, glared down her long skinny Wicked Witch of the West nose and -- in her best snobbish tone -- said to DD, "Excu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-se me?" and then just stared until I moved my shocked and horrified daughter back a few inches.

DD was mortified (you'd have to know her to really understand) and I was *ahem again* p***ed off at the woman's attitude. I wanted to cuff her. Really. No one hurts my kid's feelings. Grrrrrr...

But, sanity reigned, and instead of backhanding the heartless wench, I changed lines.

Still, it was a close thing.

I may have to kill her off in my next book. Painfully.