Suburban Warrior

As mentioned, Suburban Warrior hates to cook. Fortunately, Suburban Warrior's Prince does, so we are able to survive (unfortunately, this gives THE HUSBAND an attitude... like he's so great...sheesh.)

Anyhoo, Paul is determined that his future sons-in-law do not meet the same fate as he...so he encourages Elizabeth in the kitchen. Elizabeth seems to enjoy this hobby and I often find her alone in front of the TV watching Emeril or Rachel Ray (ok, so she's not the most popular kid on the block).

The other day I'm driving the carpool home and I'm listening to Elizabeth and the eight year old boy we drive home from school. He's talking about french fries. French fries. Elizabeth asks him, "Well, have you ever had salmon, Robbie?". Silence. Robbie responds, "You mean that fish?". To which Elizabeth explains, "Yes, and if you put a pinch of salt and rosemary on it before you grill the salmon, it's delicious!!!". Hmmm, I wonder to myself if Rachel Ray was a lonely girl...

Peanutbutter and jelly??? PSSHHAW...that's for junior varsity!!!

So I'm talking with a friend the other day...

She (and you know who YOU are) happened to mention that she was the oldest mother in her daughter's first grade class. This said friend is only two years older than the Warrior ...so, of course, I found this stunning! Shocking really. Anyhoo, I responded that I found this hard to fathom as "I believe myself to be the median age of my daughter's classmates' mothers". Silence from said friend...

FINALLY, she looks at me and says, "If you think that, you are fooling yourself".

She is no longer welcome in my home.