It’s May, which is two steps away from summer. Here I am, shivering into a prune in my room. What is this, I refuse to turn the heat on or take out my winter coat.
A summer vacation would be nice at the moment, except I’m too busy being a Betty Crocker at home which is quite a failure as well. It’s not that I don’t enjoy cooking because I do, and I find that following a recipe is easy. Main factor is what to cook everyday, I know it sounds easy but it’s not. Say one day I cook chicken, next day pasta, then meat, then vegetables…then? Trust me I run out of ideas and if I find an idea it’s either too hard or I don’t have all the ingredients. Second factor is that my Dad who is great about eating left over’s and cooking for himself, but he doesn’t “enjoy” eating western foods like pasta’s and such. So me being the awesome suck-up daughter that I am, really tries to cook Pakistani food but then I have an older not-good-for-much brother who refuses to eat that kind of stuff, and complains about it. How am I supposed to enjoy cooking with all this demands to cook. I need a maid
atleast you can cook =P be thankful
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