When #2 Son was still at home, #1 Son already out on own his Living With Practically No Effort (LWPNE), I had to be suddenly whisked away unexpectedly for five days due to a serious infection leaving the poor helpless male creatures at our abode without a built in cook and bottle washer.
A military civil war kitchen at Alexandria, VA
As pointed out in a previous blog, the men in my household are highly 'kitchen-impaired'.
Five days later, I caught a ride home from the hospital with my friend Bluebelle. And what greeted my eyes when I stepped through the door? A PILE (and I do mean a PILE) of dirty dishes in the kitchen sink. It looked like something out of a Snuffy Smith cartoon.
It was apparent from this pile that the ENTIRE menu while I had been gone had consisted of a)Peanut Butter Sandwiches, b) Cold Cereal, and the coup de' grace c) Ice Cream! For FIVE DAYS that was all they ate.
I turned to my friend, Bluebelle, and said, "Promise me, when I'm gone, you'll come in and SHOOT THESE GUYS. There's no sense making them suffer like this.!" She promised. I can Rest In Peace now.
One of these days Guys - You're Gonna Be Sorry! -- Mom
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