So today I made a blinding discovery of other things I do not excel at. Crafts.
I was thinking that it would be a cool idea if I made some sort of "welcome home" attire to wear to the airport when I go to pick up Rob. You know, tie the yellow ribbon and and all that. I felt very "domestic" walking through the aisles of the craft store as though I knew exactly what I was looking for and exchanging the knowing smiles of soccer moms and school teachers. HA. So I finally made my decisions and brought all this stuff home and laid it out on my bed to begin. 2 hours later I own the ugliest "welcome home" gear in the United States. There's actually a good chance that Rob will see me and then get back on the plane. Am I going to wear it to the airport anyways?? If you silently asked this question, you obviously don't know me that well. YOU BET I AM.
In order to make up for my craft disaster I decided to work on other areas of my domesticity (actual word?) so that at the end of the day, I would still feel like a female. I cooked dinner. Sort of. I was going for Shepherd's Pie... I ended up with what I am going to call "Clumpy mashed potatos with bits of hamburger and corn". I hope Rob likes Take-Out.
christmas time
13 years ago
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Cant cook Shepards Pie! Obviously we have to send you to the school of Scots/Irish cooking before you get married. You'll be making Haggis and corned beef in no time. *grin*
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