I can cook?
Mom cancelled our date to go out to eat at Richter's tonight.
So I made Dad's delicious tuna salad recipe in a tantrum to spite her and she can't have any she can have some if she reschedules with me.
It's something that's been happening gradually, but I've been learning how to cook a little bit! It started with learning how to cook eggs, then pie, gaining confidence... But what's really thrown me into the fire has been Bros Dinner Night every Wednesday and being the first one out of class and the first one to start working on making the dinner. Last night, I had to mix and make breaded mozzarella sticks and breaded pork chops because Cassandra ordered me to because she was working on cooking other things. And I did it! And it turned out good! I think if I had a kitchen I stocked myself, I think I could do it... But my Mom is so particular about her food stocks that sometimes even cooking eggs upsets whatever balance she was holding in it.
And you know, that's probably why I've been so afraid of cooking?
But it's fun and I'm glad I'm learning now.
This was always my plan, to spend the day after my presentation with delicious food.
The presentation went pretty well. The only worrying part is it was the fourth presentation and printed handout this semester that I've finished literally minutes before going to class. My friends have taken to asking me on Wednesdays if I've finished (or started) that PowerPoint that's due tonight.
I answer that it's not my fault this suddenly turned into a two-credit RESEARCH EVERYTHING class, but it kind of is.
There are five weeks left of the semester.
There are five weeks left of my entire academic career.
Holy shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit
And Oz is going to come back for a visit and live with me for that last week. And that's good, I need emotional support.
So I made Dad's delicious tuna salad recipe in a tantrum to spite her and she can't have any she can have some if she reschedules with me.
It's something that's been happening gradually, but I've been learning how to cook a little bit! It started with learning how to cook eggs, then pie, gaining confidence... But what's really thrown me into the fire has been Bros Dinner Night every Wednesday and being the first one out of class and the first one to start working on making the dinner. Last night, I had to mix and make breaded mozzarella sticks and breaded pork chops because Cassandra ordered me to because she was working on cooking other things. And I did it! And it turned out good! I think if I had a kitchen I stocked myself, I think I could do it... But my Mom is so particular about her food stocks that sometimes even cooking eggs upsets whatever balance she was holding in it.
And you know, that's probably why I've been so afraid of cooking?
But it's fun and I'm glad I'm learning now.
This was always my plan, to spend the day after my presentation with delicious food.
The presentation went pretty well. The only worrying part is it was the fourth presentation and printed handout this semester that I've finished literally minutes before going to class. My friends have taken to asking me on Wednesdays if I've finished (or started) that PowerPoint that's due tonight.
I answer that it's not my fault this suddenly turned into a two-credit RESEARCH EVERYTHING class, but it kind of is.
There are five weeks left of the semester.
There are five weeks left of my entire academic career.
Holy shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit
And Oz is going to come back for a visit and live with me for that last week. And that's good, I need emotional support.