Great Scott!: (tapping his extremely well toasted--i.e. hard and very dark brown--sloppy joe bun) "Yeah! Ummm Hmmm! Just the way I like 'em!"
Cindy: (gratefully) You are such a good man!
Great Scott!: (cheerful and matter-of-fact) "I'm a lyin' coward! :::big smile:::
I definitely married the right man.
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*laughs* My mom is a fab cook, but is also blessed to have a husband who is grateful for any dinner she prepares. With my luck, I'll probably end up marrying the son of a chef. I better learn to cook well.
Hope you're feeling better! Thanks for the cyber vitamin C!
Great Scott! said...
I know on which side my bread is buttered, and my hockey puck too.
Megan--A good sense of humor will help loads with the cooking. (That and a sharp knife to scrape off the burned bits!)
Kristin--This happens somewhat regularly at our house. I kinda like it, too. :)
Great Scott--You do love livin' on the edge, don't you?
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