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January 14, 2007
Where's The Frying Pan?
Asked MR as we got ready to scramble my eggwhite omlette with zucchini, shiitake mushrooms, scallions and green pepper this morning. I have a little nonstick pan in which I usually cook my eggs, and it usually lives near the stove, but it wasn't there.
"Outside on the back stoop," I answered him.
"Why it is outside?"
"It's with the flowers. You said to put the flowers outside."
Yesterday as we were getting ready to leave to go to a party, I had expressed concern that the roses that we had drying on the pan on the stove (we have a gas stove so it gives off quite a bit of heat even when it's off, very good for drying flowers) would become a target of Kieffer's interest while we were out. In addition to being a huge fan of seafood, Kieffer also likes to eat roses. So MR had suggested that we set them outside to protect them from the cat in our absence.
"I said to put the flowers outside, not the frying pan," he quite rationally pointed out.
"Yes, but the flowers were on the frying pan."
"I'm glad they weren't on the couch."
Posted by april at January 14, 2007 7:15 AM
Comments
I do love MR.
Posted by: Marti Smith at January 14, 2007 4:30 PM