Background: The Boy has religious education class on Tuesday nights. Oh yes, he's being catechized six ways to Sunday. HA! Anyway, his class is from 5:30 p.m. - 6:45 p.m., so Super Ninja drops him off after ramming a Happy Meal down his throat. I stay late at work, and pick the Boy up on my way home. We get home around 7:00 p.m., and I cook dinner for the adults in the house.
Me: We need his and hers kitchens (This is after we bumped into each other three times as I am trying to cook and he is putting away dishes.) Mine would have an Aga and Ginsu knives. Yours would have a toaster and hot plate to boil water for hot dogs.
Super Ninja: That sounds about right.
So, interwebs, if you want to get on a kitchen remodel for us, I'd be down with that. I'm pretty sure Super Ninja's 'kitchen' could be relocated to the deck. Food for thought. Again: HA!
Me: We need his and hers kitchens (This is after we bumped into each other three times as I am trying to cook and he is putting away dishes.) Mine would have an Aga and Ginsu knives. Yours would have a toaster and hot plate to boil water for hot dogs.
Super Ninja: That sounds about right.
So, interwebs, if you want to get on a kitchen remodel for us, I'd be down with that. I'm pretty sure Super Ninja's 'kitchen' could be relocated to the deck. Food for thought. Again: HA!
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