There actually was one other thing that happened at the birthday dinner:
Mom went with Jill to buy ice. As she walked back into the house, she yelled out, "NOW THAT YOU HAVE A NEW LOCK ON THE DOOR, DO I GET A NEW KEY?"
I was standing about 4 feet away from her at the time, and all I could think to say was, "Mom, we don't yell at our house. Shh."
She responded, in the same tone and at the same volume, "WELL THANK GOD FOR THAT!!!"
Urm... Right. So you won't be yelling anymore then?
Happily, she didn't talk to me for the rest of the night, so whatever I did worked.
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