Okay, without Rob the house has turned into the next season of Survivor: Townley Household. I have GOT to learn to cook! I came home this evening ready to make a baked potato and re-heat a hamburger for dinner. Thirty minutes, a smoking toaster oven, and a very dry disgusting piece of beef later (apparently it doesn't reheat well in a toaster)- on the brink of starvation (slight exaggeration) I ended up eating 4 cookies, a glass of milk, and some cheese. Seriously, I think I need Rob here more than the military needs him there. ...I am so tired of unplugging my fire alarm from the ceiling. Why do we have to have them on BOTH floors?
4 comments:
Come down & visit me in NC & not only will we have cooking lessons, but you can help me pack!! :)
Sounds like you need to look into a cooking class instead of beads. That blow torch could be put to use on a good grilled cheese sandwich!
You know, I have some insight to some old Townley family dishes :)
Me thinks you should write a book; your blog reads like a Erma Bombeck in her early years.
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