Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Why does my family think that the question "how's dinner?" is actually a question?

All I want to hear is thank you.

Tonight the cous cous grains were too small and the salt grains were too big. Good thing no one choked on the tip of the ceramic knife that I broke off in the frozen chicken as I was trying to pry it apart because cous cous grains too big, salt grains too small AND daddy performing that tracheotomy with the Dora the Explorer straw on himself might've put me over the edge.

God forbid, ptuh, ptuh, ptuh.

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