Monday, December 15, 2008

A Diary of a Newlywed Wife

PhotobucketSubject: A Diary of a Newlywed WIFE

Monday:
Now home from honeymoon and settled in our new home. It's fun to cook
for Tim. Today I made an angel food cake and the recipe said, "beat 12
eggs separately." Well, I didn't have enough bowls to do that, so I had
to borrow 12 bowls to beat the eggs in. The cake turned out fine though.

Tuesday:
We wanted a fruit salad for supper. The recipe said, "serve without
dressing." So I didn't dress. But Tim happened to bring a friend home
for supper that night. They both looked so startled when I served them,
I think it was the salad.

Wednesday:
I decided to serve rice and found a recipe which said, "wash thoroughly
before steaming the rice." So I heated some water and took a bath before
steaming the rice. Sounded kinda silly in the middle of the day. I can't
say it improved the rice anyhow.

Thursday:
Today Tim asked for salad again. I tried a new recipe. It said, prepare
ingredients, then toss on a bed of lettuce one hour before serving." I
hunted all over the place for a garden and when I got one, I tossed my
salad into the bed of lettuce and stood over there for over one hour so
the dog would not take it. Tim came over and asked if I felt all right.
I wonder why? He must be stressed at work, I'll try to be supportive.

Friday:
Today I found an easy recipe for cookies. It said, "put all ingredients
in a bowl and beat it." Beat it I did,to my mum's place. There must have
been something wrong with the recipe, because when I came back home
again, it looked the same as when I left it.

Saturday:
Tim went shopping today and brought home a chicken. He asked me to dress
it for Sunday. I'm sure I don't know how hens dress for Sunday. I never
noticed back on the farm, but I found an old doll dress and it's little
cute shoes. I thought the hen looked really cute. When Tim saw it, he
started counting to ten. Either he was really stressed because of his
work,or he wanted the chicken to dance.When I asked him what was wrong started to cry and yelled.......... "Why me? why me ?"

Hmmm...............It must be his job.

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