Sometimes you just have to take matters into your own hands and ask for help. It isn't always pretty, but it's at least worth a try.
Case in point: a conversation with my dad yesterday.
Me: Hi, Daddy. Watcha doin' this afternoon? Are you having a nap? (my dad is notorious for afternoon "snoozy" time)
Dad: Nope, I'm not. Why?
Me: Why not? Watcha doin'?
Dad: I'm busy. I'm baking an apple cake, an apple pie and cooking a chicken. Why?
Me: I thought I'd bring the kids by for a visit after school.
Dad: Sure, that would be fine.
Me: Great. So...how big a chicken are you cooking?
Me: How big a chicken?
Dad: Why? Are you hoping to stay for supper?
Me: Well, if you're cooking a chicken and we're already going to be there...
Dad: You're very bold, you know that?
Me: Yup. You'd think my parents would have taught me better.
Dad: Yes, you would.
Me: Say what you will, so long as I get chicken.
Dad: <sigh> Fine...I'll tell your mother and I'll do some more vegetables.
See, sometimes you just need to ask for help.
Love you, Daddy!