Clearly, as Mr. Wonderful has found to be true. He obviously didn’t marry me for my cooking skills. But I’ll tell you this – I don’t want to cook because if I start doing something I have to be good at it. Not only do I have to be good, I have to be superb. Like, so good, I’m going to start another business selling my cooking. Just ask my friends – it’s a habit. So, to avoid me starting another business, I will surpress my potential good cooking skills and I will remain mediocre.
The first few times I cooked, Mr. Wonderful would bring hot sauce Sriracha out from the fridge. At first I thought it was my cooking. “Is it really that bad honey?” I’d ask. No, because he’d put it on everything – even things I didn’t even ruin. He really does like hot sauce. Maybe there is hope for my cooking – he’ll never really know if it’s that bad if he’s planning on burning his mouth with the Sriracha sauce anyway, right?
It’s a good thing I’m pretty. At least that’s what I joke with my husband after I’ve burnt something.
Top Row from R to L: Forever 21 socks. I’m sorta obsessed. / Trader Joe’s Vanilla Yogurt with blueberries is pretty yum come morning. / Zoo date with the husband. / Gingerbread house decorating with hubs, we used one of our wedding cookies made by Casey’s Confections on the back. / Second Row from R to L: Raisin toast with butter and a hard boiled egg. I made this for dinner for hubs. For real. I figured putting it on an Anthro plate would make it look more presentable. / ‘Tis the season for peppermint ice cream! / Winter wonderland in Albuquerque, New Mexico / Candy Cane Joe-Joe’s from Trader Joe’s. We seriously like TJ’s! After we both ate way too much, we decided it was bad for us and we threw the rest away. We have no self control, obviously.
Diana Elizabeth wants you to know that Anthro is having a 50% off their sale items sale going on now. She already went the first day. She’s tempted to go back. You’re welcome for the tip. *wink*
krystal says
Wednesday, December 21, 2011 at 12:48 AMHa! I can’t help but completely relate to you and your hubby’s fetish for hot sauce. Brad puts it on anything and everything. He loves it. All kinds, all flavors, but extra hot – that isn’t ever really hot enough – is his fav. I will make meals and he just covers it in hot sauce. I’m like, “!!! Is it that bad?!” He says emphatically “NO! I just love hot sauce!” . You’d think I’d learn after 8 years of watching him. At least he waits a bit before he douses his food with the red or green stuff. But really…he puts it on EVERYthing. And it has grown on me, too….can’t have some foods without it!
*A funny side note: he likes his sauce super hot. My mouth will be on fire and he’ll say he barely feels it! Conversely, he loathes things that are actually hot temperature-wise, whereas I like food and hot drinks scorching. At least we balance each other out, right?! :)