Thursday, June 18, 2009

BBQ Rules

We have entered the BBQ season. Therefore it is important to refresh your memory on the etiquette of this outdoor cooking activity. When a man volunteers to do the BBQ, the following chain of events are put into motion:


(1) The woman buys the food.

(2) The woman makes the salad, prepares the vegetables and makes dessert.

(3) The woman prepares the meat for cooking, places it on a tray along with the necessary cooking utensils and sauces, and takes it to the man who is lounging beside the grill.

(4) The woman remains outside the compulsory three feet exclusion zone where the exuberance of testosterone and other manly bonding activities can take place without the interference of the woman.

Here comes the important part:


More routine....

(6) The woman goes inside to organize the plates and cutlery.

(7) The woman comes out to tell the man that the meat is looking great. He thanks her and asks if she will bring him an ice cold beverage while he flips the meat.

Important again:


More routine...

(9) The woman prepares the plates, salad, bread, utensils, napkins, sauce and brings them to the table.

(10) After eating, the woman clears the table and does the dishes.

And most important of all:

(11) Everyone PRAISES the MAN and THANKS HIM for his cooking efforts.

(12) The man asks the woman how she enjoyed her "night off ", and, upon seeing her annoyed reaction, concludes that there's just no pleasing some women.

Friday, June 5, 2009

The Gall Bladder's connected to the.....

Well, no longer is mine connected to anything. It's gone and I couldn't be happier...or maybe it's because I'm on percocet. (Okay, I'm not anymore.)

My mom came and took care of the girls while I slept and slept and slept....did I mention that I slept. She'd put them to sleep for naps and bed times and even got up with them in the middle of the night... HEAVEN!

The girls went on walks, had hundreds of books read to them, got some new movies, and spent almost the entire 9 days with my mom. Well, there were a few occasions when my mom and I would have to go to "meetings"(we got another toe ring, sushi, shave ice, etc.... some really important "meetings") so we did spend a little time together.

Julius was the chef and made us some wonderful dinners ( Thai good). Don't know what I would have done without my mom and Julius. It was wonderful to not have to worry about anything. I haven't cooked, cleaned or put kids to bed in 9 days. Good things must come to an end. I must go and do my duties, my mom's gone and I can't act like I'm in pain any longer.

(Just a cute pic of the girls at the beach. I was going to put a pic of a gall bladder or gall bladder surgery, but thought the pic of the girls would be more appreciated and prettier.)