If you know me, you know that I have the best ex-husband a divorcée could ask for. It did take a while to get to this point, but if the toilet/roof leaks, grass mowed, oil/tire change, something set up/fixed up a simple phone call is all it takes. Unfortunately, I don’t get this service free of charge. He has asked in return that I fulfill a duty I used to have to do while we were married. I hated doing this while we were married; I have no desire to do it now. It takes alot of preparation, makes me sweat and leaves a big mess. He broached the topic as we took our 23 year old son, Nate, out for his birthday (6/21) lunch. “You are getting more in the hole with your end of the bargain” was said with such inflection that I knew I had to cave in and just do it. That’s right, I have to make Lasagna! So I said, I will have more than one made for you by the end of the week but I don’t want to buy a whole carton of eggs so I’ll stop by and get one from ya. It’s Thursday and the end of the week is tomorrow. Now when I popped by his house today to get the egg, he still didn’t believe that I was gonna take on this dreadful task. But with egg in hand I headed to Publix for the rest of the ingredients.
NOW, I have a small kitchen and one of the main reason I felt strong enough to take on this difficult task, was to see if I can make lasagna with only my toaster oven and microwave. So got everything cooked up and went to make up the ricatta cheese, grabbed my ex husbands egg and it wouldn’t crack. Stuck my thumb thru it only to find out that he gave me a hardboiled egg. Seriously laughed so much I almost peed my pants.
Walk a mile in my shoe,
A~M
