Tuesday, May 19, 2009

My husband wonders why I do not like him to cook....

Last night I stopped at Wal Mart on my way home to pick up a frozen pizza to go with the few leftovers we were going to have for dinner. We really did not have enough leftovers for all of us to eat so I thought with the pizza it would be plenty.

My wonderful husband offered to cook the pizza while I soaked in the tub. That would be great!

I am soaking, reading my book, when Jeff comes in:

J: "You are going to be mad at me."
N: "Why?"
J: "I ruined dinner."
N: "How did you ruin dinner?"
J: "I did not know there was cardboard under the pizza. The pizza is all stuck to the cardboard and not cooked in other places."
N: "All pizzas have cardboard under them."
J: "I was not thinking."
N: "Go get another one."

And he wonders why I don't like it when he cooks.

The man who also fixed oatmeal one morning and thought he grabbed the cinnamon, but it was cumin. So he added cinnamon to it and then ate it. NASTY!




sounds about like wes.

MJ said...

That's funny. My roomie, Kev didn't do much cooking before he moved out of his parents house. In our first apartment (this was back in 97) he had some oil that he was heating in a pan to make some fries, and he forgot about it... so it started smoking and the smoke detectors were going crazy. So he grabs the pot and runs to the bathroom which had a better ventilation fan... unfortunately, the oil sloshed out just before he got it in there, and landed on the carpet right at the end of the hallway. So we had a nice big spot of hard melted carpet at the end of our hallway!

Jessica said...

I'm certain the same would happen in my house if my husband attempted to cook in any capacity.

Janelle said...

That's pretty funny!

Shadows of the goddess designs said...

cooking school lessons would be a good gift for him :)

Bobbi said...

LOL!! Fortunately, my hubby is a great cook, so I let him cook whenever he wants.

Liz said...

At least he can grill though. -knocks on wood-