If I Were a Kitchen Item... I'd Be a Roaster Pan
Mom,
Remember that pillow I got in college that had embroidered upon it the phrase:
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
I am my Mother After All
Well, I've known for a while that I was progressing in that direction (proudly), but today I hit an all-time low. I began finding similarities between me and my roaster pan. The minute this coherent thought skitted across my brain, I realized (in horror) I was playing your favorite game. The game we tease you so badly for loving...
Or, "What animal do you most identify with and why?"
Sad day; but oh well, at least I know what kitchen object I relate with (and why).
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Dear Roaster Pan,
Today I shared two major similarities with you; I roasted and I was speckled.
That's all,
Cali
ps. On Sunday morning I heard the news say that Seattle was getting ready to have a heat wave. They warned us all to be VERY CAREFUL, because temperatures were going to be in the high 80's to low 90's. I laughed out loud. Seattle calls that a heat wave? Well, today I ate a large slice of humble pie. I am officially a Seattle Pansy. Ninety degrees sure felt like 110... thus the roasting.
pps. I took a picture of my eye ball because even it was speckled. Well, my contact was at least. But, looking at a picture of a giant eye ball freaked me out, so I thought it would only be worse for you.
Remember that pillow I got in college that had embroidered upon it the phrase:
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
I am my Mother After All
Well, I've known for a while that I was progressing in that direction (proudly), but today I hit an all-time low. I began finding similarities between me and my roaster pan. The minute this coherent thought skitted across my brain, I realized (in horror) I was playing your favorite game. The game we tease you so badly for loving...
"If you were a fruit, what would you be and why?"
Or, "If you had to be a building, which would you be and why?"Or, "What animal do you most identify with and why?"
Sad day; but oh well, at least I know what kitchen object I relate with (and why).
Dear Roaster Pan,
Today I shared two major similarities with you; I roasted and I was speckled.
(mid ceiling painting)
That's all,
Cali
ps. On Sunday morning I heard the news say that Seattle was getting ready to have a heat wave. They warned us all to be VERY CAREFUL, because temperatures were going to be in the high 80's to low 90's. I laughed out loud. Seattle calls that a heat wave? Well, today I ate a large slice of humble pie. I am officially a Seattle Pansy. Ninety degrees sure felt like 110... thus the roasting.
pps. I took a picture of my eye ball because even it was speckled. Well, my contact was at least. But, looking at a picture of a giant eye ball freaked me out, so I thought it would only be worse for you.
Comments
If I were a kitchen utensil I would be a beater because I like things to be smooth.
Well done, Cali. Well done :)
I'll bet your neighbor, Dorothy, kept her blinds down all day.
Courtney Goodey