Today was one of those days. I have a lot of those days. Maybe they are all those days. I am not sure. I was having withdrawals from diet coke, not because I am going off of it... Just because I was too lazy to go and get myself one to have. Sad that I can quit all bad things so easily, smoking (yes I smoked once for a while) biting my nails... but diet coke, I just cannot quit. No I can, I just choose not to. I have quit before, but its hard, and I am not a very pleasent person to be around in the meantime.
So who's the egg head? Destiny. I was doing something, so I asked her if she could start some eggs on to boil for me. She was full of questions, like what size pan should I use, where are the pans at?? (where are the pans at!!??) It kind of annoyed me, remember diet coke w/d's... "I need you to get a pan, put 5 or 6 eggs in it and fill it with water, your going to need to have enough water to COVER the eggs, so I would suggest a sauce pan."
Some time goes by and I wonder if she ever turned on the dang stove. I walk out to the living room... Did you turn on the stove? "NO." she says "You did not tell me to turn on the stove" Sheesh. SO I go into the kitchen and look at my pan of eggs, why is the water foamy? WHERE Are the eggs... "Uh, Destiny.... I also never said to CRACK the eggs!"
The child had taken 5 (or maybe 6) eggs, CRACKED THEM into a sauce pan, and then put the eggie water filled pan onto the stove. This has got to be boy crazy brain or something. Seriously. The girl knows how to fry an egg, make pancakes, grilled cheese, I just thought she knew how to BOIL an egg.
I think she needs to spend more time with me in the kitchen. What an egg-head!
So who's the egg head? Destiny. I was doing something, so I asked her if she could start some eggs on to boil for me. She was full of questions, like what size pan should I use, where are the pans at?? (where are the pans at!!??) It kind of annoyed me, remember diet coke w/d's... "I need you to get a pan, put 5 or 6 eggs in it and fill it with water, your going to need to have enough water to COVER the eggs, so I would suggest a sauce pan."
Some time goes by and I wonder if she ever turned on the dang stove. I walk out to the living room... Did you turn on the stove? "NO." she says "You did not tell me to turn on the stove" Sheesh. SO I go into the kitchen and look at my pan of eggs, why is the water foamy? WHERE Are the eggs... "Uh, Destiny.... I also never said to CRACK the eggs!"
The child had taken 5 (or maybe 6) eggs, CRACKED THEM into a sauce pan, and then put the eggie water filled pan onto the stove. This has got to be boy crazy brain or something. Seriously. The girl knows how to fry an egg, make pancakes, grilled cheese, I just thought she knew how to BOIL an egg.
I think she needs to spend more time with me in the kitchen. What an egg-head!
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