Tonight is family night, as is every Wednesday night. We typically eat supper together and do something fun after like watching a movie, usually that our children pick out. For supper, the boys requested grilled cheese and stir fry. I am not a mom who likes to disappoint her children, especially on our family night.
Today, a couple of friends had coerced me into starting blog. They have, for a while, urged me to join the "computer age" and get face book, my own email account, and of course- to blog. So, while the kids are busy with their various tasks, I decide to look into this blogging thing while I am making supper. As all moms do, I was attempting to multi-task. And, well, I failed miserably. I did not realize that when a person blogs, the minutes fly as quickly as light years. Then, before the multi-tasking mom realizes it, her rice is over done and the grilled cheese is black. Smoke detectors are singing loudly in the background. I thank my lucky stars that my husband, at this point, is still at work. Until, he walks through the door to a haze of smoke and asks, "What is going on?" An innocent look cannot hide the fact that I am blogging. Oh well, better luck next time.
Your blog is beautiful!! I absolutely LOVE your story! It is almost your worst nightmare, but so funny!! I am so glad you started this and I hope Aaron gets used to it!
ReplyDeleteHahahaha! This would so happen to me!
ReplyDeleteWelcome to the world of blogging. You won't regret it! ;)
ReplyDeleteMy husband walked in to the house once (after passing black popcorn on the snowbank on his way in), asked "what happened?" and our little one said "moke" (smoke). Awesome.