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I mean in the frizzy hair, damp underarms, I'm cranky and have lost my appetite kind of way.
" The first problem hit when I decided my sisters stand mixer would do just fine in place of the fancy food processor that I don't own.
This basically means cooking one handed or putting him in his vibrating chair and talking to him while he watches me cook.
Pretend you are a bad guy in a cartoon and are rubbing your hands together in glee because a you just got one over on Batman...or someone.
I work in a high school where from 7:50 to 12:10, I constantly tell teenagers to stop talking and I'm not allowed to leave to use the bathroom.
Me: Because it's written in his DNA that he's a starfish.
The adult conversation was what I was really, really missing, you can imagine.
I just like to cook, drink a little, eat at new places and have fun!
Here's what I can tell you.