Ok, im more of a slutty version of Ms. Stewart, but a domestic diva I surely am!
This is the second time Ive tried to impress the boy by feeding him stuff that takes me hours to make. And, like the cabbage rolls before them, the lasagna was consumed quite quickly and while under the influence of al-ky-hol. In fact, it was us wasted scarfing down two-thirds of this pan on a Wednesday night drunk at about 2 am. What can be expected? We were hungry from all that humpin in the women's washroom at the bar....
I bet Martha never had that problem.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment