Today we recognize the birthdays of Mardi's cousin Jill, and Sylvie Couture, who is celebrating number twelve. All the best to both.
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So..........today was my turn to cook........therefore we headed to Miller's.
There are people who smile (there are other words that I could use here) about my lack of culinary skills. But I have good reasons.
Mom was a stay-at-home wife and mother. With four kids there wasn't much choice.
While at public school, my job was simply to study hard, practice the accordion, and have a good time being a kid.
In high school, after my dad died, I had three part-time jobs to help supplement the Mother's Allowance that Mom tried to subsist on. No time to study, let alone learn to cook, and my grades dropped into the low 70's.
I married a woman who also had a career, and who hated housework. That job fell to the girls, particularly Barbara. But she did make meals and who was I to take that away from her?
I worked overtime at Dofasco to get ahead, spent time with the kids, fulfilled my Optimist obligations, and renovated every house that we owned.
That is the guy that Mardi inherited, and surprisingly, she doesn't seem to mind feeding me.
Left to my own devices, I get by on sandwiches, with the occasional soup or salad. Given my life experience, I don't think of meals as an "event". I had to focus on other things. I enjoy food, but I basically eat to stay alive. And that isn't likely to change.
Getting back to my turn to cook - thank you Mrs. Miller.
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Nothing planned for tomorrow, but I'll try to come up with something more interesting to talk about.
Stay well.