I get frustrated over not having the
right thing to wear, or cook ~ recurring themes here in this blog, I know. I’ve started a list of things that I would
like to buy and everyday there is a new item added to the list. What’s happening now is that there are food
preparation items taking the place of clothing! My lists are starting to
intermingle…maybe even inbreed! What happens when my underwear hooks up with that
omelet pan I’m checking out?
This past week, because I had really
whined about doing all the cooking around this place, hubs said he would make a
big pot of chili. I had spent the entire
morning planning out the menu for the week and making out the grocery
list. I was happy to turn over a
meal. More than happy. I thought “Someone has finally heard me! I
really don’t want to be the only one!” I was stoked, grateful and sure, gleeful
over it. He noticed!
Fast forward to later that day ~
groceries put away, chili is being stirred, ready for serving. Digging around in the fridge, hubs says “So, were you making these crescent
rolls for tonight?” I laughed and said “Really?
When in 35 years have I ever served crescent rolls with chili? That doesn’t
even sound good!”
He said “When in 35 years have I ever paid attention?”
And, there ya go.
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