Showing posts with label Critical men. Dinner Ideas.. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Critical men. Dinner Ideas.. Show all posts

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Quickie

Just a fast one here so that I don't hurt anybody. Am doing my stuff. Decided I'd make a pork roast for dinner, kraut, potatoes, carrots. So, as always, hubby is like - how about dumplings. Um,...I don't see the connection but OK. I grabbed the bisquick and after a bit, he finds one of his recipes that he got from,...ex-wife? (He says a guy.) After he read it to me, it sounded like a 4 hour endeavor. Really? I said if he wanted to make them, he could. He's like, no - you're making dinner. Well, every time I do anything, there is always a comment.....always a better way.....always "suggestions". CAN'T YOU JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE!!!!! "Course, being the pussy that I am, I don't say this out loud. And so, I will go down there and see what all this entails. He started the morning by hollering up the stairs, stating the time (9:15) and asking what time I went to bed. Yeah, he woke me up to ask what time I went to bed? Are you kidding me? He goes out the door and as he leaves to run errands, he tells me he has towels in the dryer and would I listen for the dryer to buzz. Oh please. I haven't even had my 1st cup of coffee yet. I wonder,....isn't there a law somewhere that gives you the right to go pee before someone gives you orders? Ok. Thanks. Got that out of my system. Back to face the Village Idiot. Kisses. OMG! I forgot the most important part of all this. When I said the dumpling recipe sounded complicated (not to imply I couldn't do it) he said something to the effect that taking alot of time cooking is love. So I'm thinking, sorry, no sex tonight. Gotta get started on tomorrow's breakfast so you'll know I love you. Ha. And if/while I am making these 4 hour dumplings, you think he'll change the sheets, and go through and put the stuff back in the cabinet I was cleaning and put my clean laundry away? Wow. This turned out longer than I thought. But it helped me to write this. And then there will be the follow-up comments like - I'D BURN THE FUCKER AT THE STAKE! I'll be OK. Jack Daniels told me so.
Hikari