About mid week (last week) I decided that I could take responsibility for our evening meal and all went well. I only prepared simple things that didn't take much work and it kept us from starving. This afternoon I was feeling spunky. The cleaning lady had just left and I had a clean from top to bottom kitchen to work in. There is where this story begins - -
Feeling that I am ready to take over the world, I made a cherry cobbler. It came out of the oven looking almost decent. Next I began working on a recipe that I've been wanting to make for several weeks. There are several steps to this dish but none are complicated. Without further ado let me ask a question. Does anyone out there know just how far a can of mushroom soup mixed with half a can of hot water can spread when it's dropped? It can cover a kitchen chair (with turned legs), a kitchen table leg (turned leg, too), the side of the refrig, at least half of the newly cleaned floor, and one whole leg of your jeans. I hurried to clean the mess before Harry saw it. I didn't want him to think I couldn't manage dinner. Lucky for me I had more mushroom soup and the dish is now baking. I threw the recipe in the trash. Even if it's wonderful I'll never make it again. What an evening!! Old farts - like me - should never feel spunky.
Other than the above it's been a good day. Take a deep breath, relax and enjoy your evening.