Are you in a country mood?

I was at home with a friend last night in the middle of dinner when her son called and asked if he could stop by and pick up a baby blanket she had made. He was going to a baby shower and needed a gift. When he arrived, much to my dismay, he had brought his friend Chris. Now Chris is notorious for his somewhat bitchy demeanor and snide comments, so I usually have to bite my tongue. Tonight was no exception.

My friend brought out a grocery bag with the blanket folded neatly inside and handed it to her son. He folded down the plastic bag to reveal a green blanket with small frogs scattered on the surface. 

"That's cute, I have wrapping paper just like that," I said.

"What, the Wal-Mart bag?" he queried.

I bit my tongue.

My home isn't a mansion by any means, but I'm single and live alone, so it serves me quite well, so when Chris mentioned wanting to buy his own place I said, "That's what I thought until I bought this."

Coolly, he replied, "Well it's not bad if you can actually afford it."

I bit my tongue harder.

After some discussion on the subject of baby showers, they stood up to leave.

"Thank you for letting us in to your... humble abode," Chris mocked.

I bit my tongue just long enough for the door to close. Then I called him an f-word at the top of my voice. I'm sure he heard.