WM’s gone for a bit to visit his family for Mother’s Day so I am ruling the roost! And by that I mean cleaning out the fridge & tossing out socks with holes.
While cleaning out the fridge, I realized I bought an extra dozen eggs. I bought them to bake with, but I had eggs here anyway. “No problem,” I thought. “I’ll just boil a bunch and have them for snacks or perhaps a tasty egg salad!”
I loaded the eggs into a saucepan and blanked out. How do you boil eggs?
Could it be that I’ve never boiled an egg? My mind raced through my ever-lenghening history and no…I’ve never boiled an egg. While I’ve had boiled-egg-based foods, someone else did the boiling.
This revelation was obviously made for Facebook, so while the eggs were in the saucepan, I shared my stupidity with the world! (I’ve been blogging for years, I’m good at it.)
And immediately after posting, this appears in the Facebook sidebar:
You are one creepy genius, Zuckerberg.
LOL – sounds almost as funny as my wife’s story about having to call her best friend’s mother to find out how to cook a hotdog. Oh, wait funnier – my wife was only 18…