Domestically Challenged

JH: As I've covered in my personal blog (Haute Whimsy), I hate to clean. I would fail as a house wife, much to my mother's dismay. She is always harping on me to "feed my man". I actually don't mind cooking, but working with limited apartment-style space leaves me lacking motivation. But tonight I thought I'd surprise Joe (it's kind of a big deal when he walks through the door and dinner is waiting for him ... why hasn't he left me yet?!). I planned on making his new favorite: mini shepard's pies.

Step 1) chop half an onion. Wait. Is it supposed to feel slimy?
Step 2) chop 1 teaspoon of fresh rosemary. Hold on. Should rosemary have little white dry specks? Step 3) screw it. This isn't gonna work.
Step 4) see if he wants to order pizza when he gets home.

Tell me this stuff happens to you too!

CH: I wish I could tell you it happens to me too...but I guess I would have to start by actually attempting to make dinner in the first place....it's just not my forte. As much as I take an interest in recipes, I moreso enjoy FINDING recipes, and then asking Dan to make it. He's just so good at it...and actually enjoys it.

Once in a blue moon I'll make dinner...normally on a special occasion. But I think if I was home all day and he was working, I'd probably feel more inclined to have dinner waiting. :)

I feel I am the epitome (sp??) of domestically challenged.

Is it glamor or glamour?

JH: I prefer glamour, but spell check says glamor.

CH: I think it's either...but see dictionary.com - http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/glamor

Let's go with glamour since we both prefer it? :)

JH: Done!

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