My wife and I were married a week before Christmas. I like to make a nice meal for her on that day, as she is not exactly the world’s best cook. I learned that before we were married. After we had been going together for a while, she got the nerve up to make a dinner for me. I told her I loved spaghetti, and she planned a nice candlelit dinner at her apartment.
I did not eat all day so I could do her meal justice, and was STARVING as I headed to her apartment. As I approached her apartment building, my cell phone rang. Seeing the call was from her, I hit the talk button and said “Hi Babe. Couldn’t wait for me to get there.” I said. “DON’T TALK TO ME NOW.”she shouted. “CALL 911, CALL 911!!!” I wondered why she didn’t call 911 instead of calling me, but she was never that good in a crisis. “What’s the matter?” I asked. She shouted, “Can’t you hear the SMOKE ALARM.” The place is burning down. As she shouted that, I pulled up in front of her building, but could see no cause for alarm. Dashing up the three flights to her apartment, I raced to her door and threw open the door. Well, there was a lot of smoke, but I could tell it was not a fire. The smell of burnt popcorn filled the air, and the microwave looked a little worse for wear.
By the time, I entered the room, she had things under control, but I could see she was not happy. She had that look she gets whenever she is SULKING. “What happened I asked,” curious as to how she managed to get SPAGHETTI ON THE CEILING.” She said, “I can’t believe it!! I just can’t believe it!!! I should have MY OWN TV SHOW. They could call it ‘Are You Smarter Than a Rutabaga’ or something like that.”
She went on to explain how she got a little hungry while cooking, and decided to fix up a bag of popcorn. She tossed one in the microwave and must have set the timer incorrectly. Usually she just hits the 1 minute button twice, but it seems she may have hit the 5 minute button twice this time. Anyway, she got busy, and forgot about the popcorn. She had just grabbed the pot of spaghetti to take it to the sink to drain it when BAM!!!!! – That bag of popcorn reached critical mass and exploded. It so startled her that she threw her hands up launching the spaghetti toward the ceiling, where much of it remained as she told me what happened.
I was laughing very loudly inside, as the story was hilarious to me, but was careful not to let her see how humorous it was to me. “There, There” I said soothingly. “Everything is fine. “No it’s not” she protested. “I must be the worst cook in the world.” “NOW WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME?” I asked, trying to get her attention. “You are no such thing. This could have happened to anybody.” I learned from future experience that it was in fact more likely to happen to her than anyone as her sense of timing and her lack of ability in the culinary arts make a dangerous combination. Don’t get me wrong, I love her dearly; I just don’t expect much when it comes to meals she prepares.
I was thinking the other day that maybe this year I will let her try again, but recalling that day, I could only laugh and think “Yeah, Right, THAT'LL BE THE DAY.
Anyway, wish us a Happy Anniversary, 36 years next week.
Thanks
(Facts have been modified to protect the innocent, but the portrayal of my wife's cooking ability is fairly accurate. LOL. Please note that no vegetables were injured in the making of this story.)
2007-12-09 03:25:31
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answered by ghouly05 7
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I was home alone with my younger brothers an sisters. They requested that I made them their favorite food, spaghetti and meatballs. They complained that they were absoutly STARVING and I had to make the food fast. So I started multitasking and got away from the stove for one second, just one I swear.
I'm in the other room checking on my siblings who are watching television and screaming. I told them to settle down but they would not listen. So anyways they started fighting with me. All of a sudden we heard a BAM. All the talking stopped. I reassured my siblings that everything was fine. I slowly went to the kitchen and I saw SPAGHETTI ON THE CEILING :-o I looked and my whole kitchen was full of spaghetti including the floors,and walls. I rushed to clean everything up because mom and dad would be home soon. So, I started cleaning telling my siblings they'd have to wait. But, they didn't agree and threw a fit. I left the rag I was cleaning with on the stove. I went to calm them down and next thing you know the SMOKE ALARM was going off. I rushed into the kitchen and saw my whole kitchen going up in flames. I quickly screamed CALL 9-1-1!! CALL 9-1-1!!
My sister picked up the phone and dialed 9-1-1. The lady on the other end laughed and hung up. So, I called back, said the same thing and she believed me. All that lady heard in the backround was NOW WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME?! From my sister. Now because of this incident I'm grounded. Psh here comes my sister...DONT TALK TO ME NOW!!!
:)lol
2007-12-09 00:45:54
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answered by PiNKLiGHTNiNG 5
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I was so hungry, I was literally STARVING! Then my mind started to wonder..........what if I had MY OWN TV SHOW? I began dreaming about having a cooking show and then....BAM !! There was SPAGHETTI ON THE CEILING! The SMOKE ALARM was going off. I told my camera man to CALL 9-1-1 !! CALL 9-1-1 !! But of course...he wasn't listening to me because he didn't even notice my kitchen was practically on fire! So whenever he finally noticed...I said, "NOW WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME?!" And whenever he came over to apologize, he was SULKING and I said, "DON'T TALK TO ME NOW!"
If I ever have my own TV show, THAT'LL BE THE DAY!
HAhahaha! NICE!
2007-12-08 22:56:42
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answered by Lalalalala302 3
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