One of my jobs I neglected to mention to all of you is that I am a serial housesitter. I have a host of people who regularly leave the city / country and entrust their homes and little kitty kats to me! Normally this goes quite swimingly - with the exception that my usual home cooked dinners magically turn into salad and anything else that I can cook in record time. Now, don't all go and jump to conclusions - I AM a good cook - I did win the food studies award in High School (no dig on you Devo, I'm sure you can kick mine, and Mrs. Kupsch's ass! ) but I seem to be bombarded with school crap - assignments, essays, presentations, exams and the like, therefore I have very little time left to actually cook something yummy. Not to mention that every few days/ weeks I am ushered into a new kitchen with completely different appliances / lay outs / yet no real food to cook with, usually only sauce. This not only impedes my cooking, but is frustrating as hell when I cannot find a freakin' fry pan, or a gd salt shaker!
Some days I wish I could just have my own place, with my own kitchen , my own groceries.
Anyways, the point of this rambling message is how happy I am that people are in the habit of buying me dinner lately. Tonight I got to rush out of work to dine with a cousin I haven't seen in 20 years and a wonderful uncle whom I love dearly, in addition to last night's dining success I have so far had a fabulous week.
What shall tomorrow bring I wonder?