Where do I begin, there’s so much to tell.
First I bought a pot that was approximately three times as big as we needed:
Okay this thing is going back to the store. See, they didn’t have the 8qt. pot in stock, so I got what they had, and well, you can see it’s way too big.
Let’s see, what else. Oh yes. Karen was working this weekend, which means 1-5pm and I was in charge of dinner. I was in the mood for burgers, so I told her that was for dinner. On my travels Saturday afternoon I took the boys to Burger King (more on that later), and only later did I realize that I had just given them for lunch what I was going to make for dinner. Hmm.
So here’s Karen’s point of view. She leaves to go to work, thinking I’m making burgers and oven fries for dinner. She comes home and I tell her “um, no, actually YOU’RE in charge of dinner tonight because I messed up.”
So of course Karen made a scrumtuous dinner and of course the boys cleaned their plates without any coaxing from mom or dad.