Hey Mama, it's that shit that make ya move
I was just explaining to Alex that my mom is much more like a needy girlfriend than she is a mother.
Case in point: She just took me away from my thesis because she felt it was necessary to teach me how to make empanadas.
I know at first glance cooking techniques seem VERY motherly, but when in my life will I need to know how to make empanadas??? Sandwiches, soup, pastas, sure. But empanadas? C'mon. Further, you must realize I rarely spend more than 30 minutes in the near vicinity of my mother without her pulling me to her side for some question or task, more often for some sort of conversation re: gossip or fashion. Sigh. At least I'm off the hook next time empanadas grace our home.
On an unrelated note, I have an inch-long scar on the back of my left leg near my ankle, and I have no idea where it came from or how long I've had it.
Case in point: She just took me away from my thesis because she felt it was necessary to teach me how to make empanadas.
I know at first glance cooking techniques seem VERY motherly, but when in my life will I need to know how to make empanadas??? Sandwiches, soup, pastas, sure. But empanadas? C'mon. Further, you must realize I rarely spend more than 30 minutes in the near vicinity of my mother without her pulling me to her side for some question or task, more often for some sort of conversation re: gossip or fashion. Sigh. At least I'm off the hook next time empanadas grace our home.
On an unrelated note, I have an inch-long scar on the back of my left leg near my ankle, and I have no idea where it came from or how long I've had it.