And don't you forget it.
What I'm writing about today is wrong,
very wrong.
Please turn your head and look away or quickly run from your computer if you don't want to involve yourself in such scandal.
I'm just trying to warn the innocent.
I don't need Another Thing to feel guilty about.
It all started so casually,
It always does, doesn't it??
It was a perfectly innocent conversation with a Former High School Classmate during which we "attempted" to catch each other up on the last
Jo is a sweet, charming person with a wonderful life and family in the Hill Country.
We share a lot of common interests,
like food.
And let's see,
food.
And Oh yes, I forgot to mention
Food.
I mean the girl makes her own feta cheese and has wild leeks growing all around her home!
She owns an antique store.
She has the most enviable curly hair
Ever.
Can I get an Amen from all of my "Terminally Straight-Haired Sisters" out there?
(Fist Pump)
Peace Out and Solidarity and all that!
But it's not her gorgeous hair,
or the cheese,
or the leeks,
or The Hill Country (well maybe a little),
or her builder husband (although he's really cute ((please see picture above)) and I'm sure capable of eliciting all of the feelings in the Title of this blog)
Er..
uh,
well...
OK,
I'm absolutely sure that this is one of those instances in which The Chief would politely suggest I
"Please get to the Point".
So no, it's none of those things that caused me to do these bad things,
It's this...
Her (gulp) Own Personal Kitchen...
Excuse me while I faint.
It's incredible.
Wonderful.
I want to cook in it.
Heck, what am I saying?
I'd be happy to be her Personal Dish Washer
if I got to be in it.
Look upon it.
Now let me make it perfectly clear -
I have my own great kitchen.
Really great.
But let's face it.
Jo's is a Dream Kitchen.
A heavenly place where I'm sure the cook sprouts Angel's Wings every time they use that
great stove or
fridge, or sink,
or pot filler or
(please get ready to catch me when I swoon again),
PANTRY WITH AN OLD SCREEN DOOR
or
merely steps foot upon that floor...
And the best, most amazing thing?
Her husband did it himself!
A big Shout Out to the Husband!
So thanks Jo, for letting me post the picture and share my envy, jealousy and lust with the world!!!
I'm just forthright like that...
Now I should probably go
and give Myself
40 (or so) lashes.
Disclaimer:
I Repeat
All of these things are very bad...
Do not involve yourself in such as this...
Thank You
and
Goodbye.
2 comments:
Yep, that's what I'd think too. I have a pretty great kitchen, unless you're in a comparison mode with Jo's. My goodness, wha'd I spend asll that moola on anyway? Better yet, why'd I spend all that moola? Because ultimately I knew I wouldn't have ever gone to Jo's kitchen, and if I never read your blog, I'd never know it existed...really and truly. (Even though I spoke with her about it for quite awhile...she could have been lying! But now I know. Did I thank you yet? tee-hee
Sometime soon we should have a "girls get-to-gether" in the Hill Country. Life is a bit hectic at school's end, but the summer life will be here shortly! In the meantime, let's at least consider it, ponder what we'd like to share (knowledge wise) playing in the kitchen and about in our area. PS I work in that kitchen, so....it's not always as camera perfect as the photo LOL!!!
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