So two nights ago Sean and I get home from the gym. He volunteers to make dinner. He asked if hot dogs were OK. Feeling low-maintenance I said sure.
I bite into my hot dog and immediately want to puke. He then tells me he made these new "veggie protein hot dogs" that we bought on our last shopping trip.
Ew. Ew. Ew!
I tried to choke the rest of it down and ended up giving the rest of it to Boomer.
It tasted like corn mixed with a lot of cardboard. Even ketchup and mustard couldn't make it better.
As God as my witness I will never eat a veggie hot dog again! (said in my best Scarlett O'Hara voice)
Yesterday I was talking to one of the girls that I baby-sit for. Her husband and mine are good friends and the two of them will be joining us for Thanksgiving.
Anyway.....we were talking about the various families we had invited and how one couple and their children had acted sort of weird about it and then the husband had wistfully told my husband that his wife was insisting on having their "own" Thanksgiving. OK...that's cool. It doesn't hurt my feelings. If you want to have your own Thanksgiving that's more than fine.
THEN I find out yesterday that the reason why they (read: she) isn't coming is because we are having a keg at our house that day.
OK...the keg was not my idea, let me just clarify that. However, the single boys that are coming over wanted to bring one. That's fine. I don't care because I won't be drinking it.
THEN (very dramatic aren't I?) she tries to get the wife who I was speaking to about this and her husband to come over to their Thanksgiving dinner.
Now that ticked me off! First of all, like I said I don't care if you aren't coming to my house, but DO NOT try to re-invite my guests to your dinner! How rude is that?! I feel like calling her up and unloading on her, but because I'm a proper Southern lady I'll just ignore the social ineptitude of this fellow Army wife.
Some people!
Quick kitchen question for all you pasta cooks out there. Everytime I cook pasta it ends up sort of gummy. Am I not cooking it long enough? Or am I cooking it too long? Help is needed please!
In other news, Sean should start clearing in the next week. When he told me that it the happiest I've seen him. (Well minus our wedding day) I know he is so ready to be out of this unit and onto another one. I informed him that when he has some down time from clearing he's welcome to take Boomer to the groomer to get his nails clipped.
Oh...one more thing. Buy this book.
It comes in that version for yourself or All About Us, which is for couples. It's really fun and quite thought provoking. I have both books, but will probably by another copy of All About Me, just because it's fun to see how your answers change.
Have a great Wednesday!
