Ozzie and Harriet we’re not

by statia on July 19, 2004

With the Meester in training all weekend and me left to my own devices, I got a lot of unpacking done, but the place still looks like random shit threw up in the living room, and in the spare bedroom. By yesterday, I had had it with the packing, so I moved onto other things, like, laundry, some errands and……. cooking. Yeah, that’s right, cooking. Not only am I the domestic godess of the weekend, but I went all out and made an entire meal, not once, but twice this weekend. Ok, the first meal we cooked together, but yesterday, was all my sneaky little plan. The meester had even suggested that we make something together, but little did he know I had already started everything. Yeah, I know, I thought the same thing. What the hell happened to me? After his shock wore off, his first words out of his mouth were: “I thought you couldn’t cook?”

I guess I threw myself under the bus on that one, because now he knows the real truth. And you know what? That little shit still hasn’t brought forth any cake.

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Deltus July 19, 2004 at 10:29 pm

You’re all alone, and left to your own “devices”, eh? I guess you made sure to unpack “certain” boxes…

*snickers* *ducks*

You blew it with letting him know you can cook, though. Pretty soon, it’s all pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen…

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