Stu, this Jaimie woman married a FedEx delivery man the other day, last week it was a tree “surgeon” (probably really an intern or an orderly), heck, she’s even married and divorced me about half a dozen times! Is you had a hot plate hooked up to a hand-cranked generator, she‘d marry you. Grrrrrrrr.
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Well now I’m stuck in the house for a week and a half, with no human contact. So I’ll probably be married to a coaster by Thursday. Sorry, I’m taken.
In our house, keeping the stove and the oven clean is my job.
Once at a party we had here, one of my wife’s friends who had not been in our kitchen for several months remarked that she really loved our brand new stove. My wife told her it was the same stove that had been there for at least ten years. The friend was amazed and couldn’t believe it, asked my wife how she kept it so clean and looking brand new. My wife told her that I am the one who cleans it.
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Grrrrrr. Why you dirty . . .
If I weren‘t stretched out on the couch waiting for my afternoon sandwich, I’d go straight over to your place and, well, you’re lucky, that’s all.
Er, um, correction: all the sandwiches she has cooked on it.
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