Remember the other night when we had a little fight?
You said, "You should get the wok really hot before you add the vegetables so they fry quickly instead of steaming." And what I heard was, "Please don't screw up my dinner again because I really think you're a crappy cook." And so I snapped, "If you don't like the way I cook, you can do it yourself!" And then you coaxed, "Sweetie, I didn't mean..." And I retorted, "Yeah, well that's what it sounded like." And then you turned around and walked out of the room.
Yeah. Sorry for that.
I wasn't trying to be offended. But, I guess I also wasn't trying not to be offended.
And when I apologized, you gave me a hug, kissed the top of my head and said, "Don't worry about it, sweetie. I forgive you."
And women think they're superior.
I'm glad you're back to blogging again! I've missed ya...online and in person! Hope things are going good for you and the fam.
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