Domestic Goddess?
Sometimes I think I'm destined to be a housewife (well, that role, as I don't plan on actually getting married and it'd be to a woman, sooo...) because I will quite happily spend my day/evening cooking.
This week I went to swimming, then stopped by the market where I picked up vegetables and some steak, then I cooked for my parents.
Last night I made meringue (which I turned into pavlova this afternoon, though it's more Aussie Mess as the meringue wasn't quite as successful) and some chocolate mousse. I also cooked myself some dinner - chicken and vegetables.
I emptied the dishwasher, filled it again...I keep doing this, being all domesticated.
Anyone want to pay me to do this for them?! :P
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