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Yes, once again it's time for 120 meals with me, pickersplock!
Tonight we will be preparing a spaghetti dinner!
 
Make sure you have;
1 jar of sauce
1 box of spaghetti
1 pound of ground meat (beef, turkey, whatever)
1 loaf of bread with butter (side dish)
salad (don't bother making a big one, only you and your husband will eat it; the kids will accuse you of trying to poison them)
grated Parmesan cheese (make sure it's the one in the green box, because if it's any other color, they won't go near it)
 
Okay, here we go! 
Are we all washed up?  Yes, but we're still doing the best we can! LOL
 
Now, fill a large  pot with water and turn the burner on high. 
You may have to break up a fight at this point, so don't forget to put the pot on the burner. 
Answer the phone and tell the telemarketer you don't do business over the phone, so sorry, she'll have to get her donations to the Society for the Prevention of Rusty Oatmeal Upholstery, somewhere else.
 
At this point, dump the sauce in a pot and put that on the burner also, put it on low heat.
 
Help 12 year old look up the 12 points of the triangular latitude of Napoleon's Isthmus on the computer.
 
Tell 9 year old to go find his clothes and not to run around in front of the sliding glass door naked!  Explain, that he must wear clothes at all times in public areas, and by the way, go flush the toilet because the smell is permeating the house and it will attract the dog;enough said. 
 
Strain the pasta.............oops, put some more water in the pot and wait for it to boil again.
Turn on the burner under the frying pan and put some oil in the pan, burner on very low.
 
Answer the phone, tell the telemarketer, sorry but, you are not home at the moment, but you would be happy to take a message for yourself.
 
Find 12 year old's science textbook, paper, calculator, eraser, and protractor.
 
Pour yourself a big glass of Chablis..........................drink all of it.
 
Is the water boiling? 
Great, put the pasta in.  Don't worry about the size and shape, some-one's not going to like it anyway, so why bother?
 
Turn the burner up under the frying pan and put the ground mystery meat in.
 
Think up unusual answers to the question, "What's for dinner", while you're breaking up the meat with a spatula.  My personal favorite is, "Worms and dirt."
 
Yell, "I am not leaving this kitchen and you are, get out, out, out!" 
This will need to be done a minimum of eight times. 
Also, "You have an entire house to build your city in, stop building it in the kitchen!  You're going to get stepped on!........................See, what did I tell you, it's your own fault, what, do you think I have eyes in the back of my head", may be necessary.
 
Strain the pasta!
 
Turn off all the burners.
 
Talk 12 year old out of spending the rest of his life in seclusion.
 
Bribe 9 year old to set the table with candy.  Then explain, that you did not mean for the candy to be used as a place setting, but rather, if he set the table he would receive a candy as a reward.
 
Dinner's ready! 
I'm going to take a bath and drink some more Chablis.
Serve yourselves! 
 
 
 
 
 


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Comments

  • MissMimi said on Mar 14, 2008....
    This is much more true to life than Rachael Ray.  Thank you pigglywigglyplock.  You are consistently my favorite blogger.  :)
  • pickersplock said on Mar 14, 2008....
    Haha, thanks MissM, I was just enjoying your Bitches Anonymous post!  
  • lfbno7 said on Mar 14, 2008....
    Picklenose
  • pickersplock said on Mar 14, 2008....
    Lewdbongo!
  • Mr.Stupid said on Mar 14, 2008....
    I like spaghetti. I remember eating it when I was little, I would try and slurp it up as fast as I could so the noodles would slap sauce up all over my face. I don't do that anymore. My brother taught me how to swallow the spaghetti and then bring it back up by holding on to it. I don't do that anymore either. I just eat it.
  • Fallyn said on Mar 14, 2008....
    um......are you spying on me???? 


  • Lucytorial said on Mar 14, 2008....
    OMG This is what dinner at my sisters house is like... this is hilarious!!!!!!!!!

    I've seen her do six things at once and never once has she burnt a meal beyond it being edible... she's come close enough to peel off charred chicken bits but still dumps it on the plate and hides it under ketchup!
  • pickersplock said on Mar 14, 2008....
    Mr. Stupid...................well, thank goodess for that!
     
    Fallyn, nope, this is my life!
     
    Lucy, how I manage to do it every night is beyond comprehension!  I would never get away with hiding anything burned.  The oldest won't eat crust, or chicken skin, or anything black like pepper. 
  • Lucytorial said on Mar 14, 2008....
    The last time I was there I cooked her and her kids a two course meal, she freaked out about it, she didn't know what to do... she kept hovering around cause she was so use to making dinner, packing lunches, helping homework, doing a load of washing, answering the phone, cleaning up after her pets (pulling dead fish out of tanks), gulping wine.. it was so funny!

    I don't know how any women do it frankly... its multi tasking on a level where your feel like the tassy devil in that cartoon.....
  • pickersplock said on Mar 14, 2008....
    If you came to my house and cooked dinner, I'd go take a nap!
  • mobil said on Mar 14, 2008....
    Do you remember that newspaper columnist Erma Bombeck? Well Pickers your blog reminds me of her column, I think she died or quit writing a column some years ago, very funny lady. You are very funny too, thanks for the laughs Pickers
  • pickersplock said on Mar 14, 2008....
    Yes, Mobil!  I love Erma! 
  • Fallyn said on Mar 14, 2008....

    i just cooked spaghetti last night.....and this is exactly how it went.

    except..my kids will eat salad......but not the spaghetti.

  • pickersplock said on Mar 14, 2008....
    Fallyn, we should stop killing ourselves and just serve candy and ice cream every night.
  • Fallyn said on Mar 14, 2008....
    *laughing*

    i'd get a lecture from at least one kid if i did that.
    her paternal grandparents instilled in her a HUGE sense of responsible eating.
    (so she doesn't get fat like her mom) *huge sigh*
    i could kill some people sometimes.

    funny thing is.....they would serve ice cream for dessert EVERY night.....
    they don't have dessert every night here! jeez.
  • jenniredd said on Mar 15, 2008....
    thank you! It is very good!
  • FutureGoddess said on Mar 15, 2008....
    i like this post, Pickers!  My mother used to have an apron which said:  Dinner is ready when the smoke detector goes off"   While she was an amazing cook/chef - we did the exact same things as your kids so inevitably something was left to do even after dinner was finished. 
  • pickersplock said on Mar 15, 2008....
    Fallyn, I can't believe they said that to your children.  Good thing you've got them now, you can let them relax a bit!
    Jenni, thank you.  I'm glad you enjoyed it.
    FG, I think I saw that apron somewhere! LOL
  • Fallyn said on Mar 15, 2008....
    pickers. no kidding. 
  • queenparanoia said on Mar 16, 2008....
    hehehehe dont forget to get thousand of tissues... this is gonna be a mess dinner!!!! =)
  • pickersplock said on Mar 16, 2008....
    Well, I'll be in the bath tub with the Chablis, so that'll be Mr. P's problem!

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