Sunday, 27 August 2006

Blonde's Cookbook

Monday:
It's fun to cook for Tom. Today I made angel food cake. The recipe said beat 12 eggs separately. The neighbors were nice enough to loan me some extra bowls.
 
Tuesday:
Tom wanted fruit salad for supper. The recipe said serve without dressing. So, I didn't dress. What a surprise when Tom brought a friend home for supper.
 
Wednesday:
A good day for rice. The recipe said wash thoroughly before steaming the rice. It seemed kind of silly, but I took a bath anyway. I can't say it improved the rice any.
 
Thursday:
Today Tom asked for salad again. I tried a new recipe. It said prepare ingredients, lay on a bed of lettuce one hour before serving. Tom asked me why I was rolling around in the garden.
 
Friday:
I found an easy recipe for cookies. It said, put the ingredients in a bowl and beat it. There must have been something wrong with this recipe. When I got back, everything was the same as when I left.
 
Saturday:
Tom did the shopping today and brought home a chicken. He asked me to dress it for Sunday. For some reason, Tom keeps counting to ten.
 
Sunday:
Tom's folks came to dinner. I wanted to serve roast, but all I had was hamburger. Suddenly, I had a flash of genius. I put the hamburger in the oven and set the controls for roast. It still came out hamburger, much
to my disappointment.
 
Well, good night, dear diary. This has been a very exciting week. I am eager for tomorrow to come, so I can try out a new recipe on Tom. If I can  talk Tom into buying a bigger oven, I would like to surprise him with chocolate moose.

6 comments:

  1. DOH!  LOL
    thanks for the laugh Guido :)
    d

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  2. Histerical!
    -Kellen

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  3. I like your sense of humor!!! ROFLM

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  4. I knew there was a reason I wasn't a blonde! ROFLOL!!!
    Hugs, Sugar

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  5. LMAO, worringly, this seems ALL too familiar!!! LOL!

    Stevie
    x

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  6. Hey there, thank goodness I am a bottled blonde...LOL...so funny.
    Hugs and love,
    Joyce

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