8/5/02

I've been dying for dumplings for a week now. I saw them on an infommercial for the Turbo Cooker Plus (imagine a stadium echoey voice for the italics)... So tonight I'm making them. We finally got some Bisquick--so it'll be easy peasy. And Jamey says I barely know how to cook...HA! I can cook...I can cook anything you give me a recipe for!...and it'll taste GREAT! Heck half the food I make I dreamed up anyway.

Of course to his "defense" he wasn't really trying to be mean to me....he was trying to be mean to my mom. Cause it's her fault I don't know how to properly iron, wash clothes (i.e. stain treat), etc. (Little does he know I know how to iron, I just HATE it with passion, so let him think I can't....) He said that we won't survive in the 16th century cause of my lack of domestic skills. Sigh.

To my mom's defense, she was raised by a woman who was sucked into the 1950's idea of quick processed convenience....so I think my mom never pciked up form my grandma those certain domestic skills....hence never passed them on to me...or the other theory could be that because my brain is very much like swiss cheese....I forgot it all. BUT to my defense...my mom really doesn't know how to stain treat. BUT my mom can sew, knit, crochet, and embroider like any 16th centruy damsel.....even better maybe.

AND my mom knows her way around an AK47 so maybe she doesn't need to know how to stain treat. (Don't be scared she spent 10 years in the military and no longer owns an AK47)

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