On Saturday morning I decided that we would have an impromtu barbecue evening that night.
I discussed it with my wife..I would get and marinate the meat, my wife would do the sour cream/chive thing for the baked potatoes.
I don't know how she makes it but it is fantastic! She buys some type of milk (buttermilk?) and puts it through a muslin cloth etc. It really is excellent.
Anyway, that evening the 'dip' is clearly shop bought and nothing like as good as hers.
I said: 'You know, yours is SOOOOO much better than this'
Her reply: 'Its your fault because you didn't give me enough time to make it'.
Oh right....pay a compliment and it gets thrown right back in your face. No more compliments then.
Just as she threw my sexual advances back in my face for so long and often that I havent made a pass at her in years...and have no interest in doing so either.
Why are people like that? Why do people, my wife, insist on living behind a bloody great big thick wall?
Sorry...just letting of steam. Makes me feel better!
I discussed it with my wife..I would get and marinate the meat, my wife would do the sour cream/chive thing for the baked potatoes.
I don't know how she makes it but it is fantastic! She buys some type of milk (buttermilk?) and puts it through a muslin cloth etc. It really is excellent.
Anyway, that evening the 'dip' is clearly shop bought and nothing like as good as hers.
I said: 'You know, yours is SOOOOO much better than this'
Her reply: 'Its your fault because you didn't give me enough time to make it'.
Oh right....pay a compliment and it gets thrown right back in your face. No more compliments then.
Just as she threw my sexual advances back in my face for so long and often that I havent made a pass at her in years...and have no interest in doing so either.
Why are people like that? Why do people, my wife, insist on living behind a bloody great big thick wall?
Sorry...just letting of steam. Makes me feel better!
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