hello again, everyone! i hope you've all had a wonderful week. i sure have. i've sewed lots of cra-i mean, nice stuff, cooked lots of, um, tasty meals, and...
oh shucks, forget it. you all know this isn't angelina. this is angelina by proxy, also known as her husband aaron. you probably guessed right away. for starters, she would never say something as corny as "hello again!" when EVERYONE knows you don't say "hello" in the blogosphere. if you didn't guess already, you would have in short order. for starters, she's a way better blogger than i could ever be. plus she's much better looking. et cetera.
so angelina is gone for the next two days, aka forever. due to a death in the family, her parents came from winnipeg and whisked her away for the weekend to attend the funeral. soooo...that means two days of fast food, silence, and leaving my shoes in the middle of the living room where they belong. i don't think its SUPPOSED to be two days of fast food. i think i was told to cook my own food. whatever that means. oh yeah, and she said to "keep an eye on the vegetables and keep them from going bad." i'm not sure how to do that short of eating them, which is unthinkable. she also said something about bananas.
angelina (who is an incredible cook, btw) made some lovely strawberry shortcake yesterday. she told me i could eat the leftovers, but i would have to make some more whipped cream. and i quote: "it's easy!" yeeeah. *insert sarcasm. i pulled the shortcake (i think thats what its called) out of the fridge and put it in the bowl. step one: success. after a quick google search, i learned how to make whipped cream. (ok-i'll admit it. i was reading drudgereport.com when angelina explained how to make it). the concept was simple. place in bowl, beat with whisk. not knowing what a whisk was, i used a fork. end result=disaster. ever drunk coffee creamer right out of the bottle? i haven't either. just try to imagine it, though, and that's about how it turned out. what's that? speak up, peanut gallery. oh, did i beat it long enough, you ask? brother-i beat that cream senseless. i mean, we're talking imminent-onset-of-carpal-tunnel beat it. right, and the strawberries. can you believe it?! they weren't even sliced! i had to cut them all by myself. not sure how you're supposed to slice strawberries, but it sure wasn't how i did it. if you were served strawberries in a restaurant that looked like that, you'd be reaching for your geiger counter. plus i forgot to wash them.
anyway-it won't be long before you have the housewife extraordinaire herself back. and not a moment too soon, i say.
she has no idea that i'm tinkering with her blog. i'll bet she'll be furious :)