My Dad would be the first to tell you that I am a MESS in the kitchen.
Anytime I attempted to cook anything he would say "oh no Elly May is cooking."
Just recently I made mom a special dinner. She took a few bites. Pretended it was tasty. Then said "sorry but can you just make me some mac and cheese. This is awful."
When I was younger I was an expert at burning things and hiding the evidence in the woods behind the house.
There was even a time when I couldn't get the burnt stuff out of the pot so I just threw the WHOLE pot under the trees.
Sorry mom ;(
So, in our little family Roger is the main cook.
It works out pretty well because he LOVES to cook and does an excellent job at it.
He gets home from work, I leave for a walk and when I get back dinner is ready!!
I love to clean so I usually clean up after dinner!
However, I have been trying my darnist to cook scrabbled eggs in the morning.
I LOVE eggs.
Hence the reason why I want some chickens but that is another blog
Every time I try I fail. They are always chewy and burnt.
The kids wont even touch them.
I went to my parents house this past weekend and Dad cooked me some eggs.
THEY WERE SOOOOOOO GOOD.
So unlike the crap I have been making.
I was DETERMINED to learn how to cook some yummy scrambled eggs.
So, I found this clip on Youtube.com and I got it on the first try.
I was so excited that I ran to the bathroom where Roger was taking a shower and screamed out "LOOK LOOK I did it! I did it!" He poked his wet head out in confusion "What?" and there I stood jumping up and down with a skillet full of fluffy bright yellow scrambled eggs!
My problem with cooking is that I get too distracted.
I once burnt noodles because I completely forgot that I was even cooking them.
Another time I went to get a pot of hot water off of the stove and grabbed a dish towel to grab it. Well, the dish towel touched the burner and caught on fire.
I am a domestic disaster when it comes to cooking.
but I LOVE to clean and organize.
So, my house is ALWAYS clean and I am ALWAYS organizing something.
Which is good because I have two tornado children living with me!