Family trip

We were all at my grandpa's house getting ready to go on a haunted hayride trip. I didn't really want to go because I was scared, but I guess i didn't want anyone to complain about me not going either, so I just decided I'd go. I was still trying to get myself dressed and ready. My mom handed me a hot ham, cheese, and egg uncrustable of sorts, and I told her that it probably wasn't a good idea for her to be giving this to me. She ignored me, until I said "but I appreciate you giving this to me, thank you", and then she said "you're welcome!" So I ate that, and then continued to get ready. My sister came up to me and was talking to me about the fact that i had three days to respond to the invitation for the hayride. She said something along the lines of "well, you didn't say yes". And I told her "well, I didn't say no either." I eventually had to tell her to leave me alone before I decided to not go, because she was pissing me off. I ended up wanting to eat something else, and there was a whole package on the table labeled "Oatmeal Cream Pies". I ignored it at first, but doubled back to look at it. It didn't really look like oatmeal cream pies, but more like cinnamon swirl bread. I ate one and went to go put some shoes on. I was going to wear my colorful sneaker wedges, but then I changed my mind since I figured I might have to run at some point. I think I landed on wearing my beat up white sneakers just in case the ground was wet, and then I could clean and paint them later on.