Andy is in a bad mood.
I know he is getting frustrated with certain post op matters that are not clearing up as quickly as he would like. However I am not to blame.
Nor am I to blame for the fact that the leg of lamb which I bought from Iceland was disgusting. I cooked it as I always cook it and it would have been beautiful if it hadn't been all skin, fat and bone.
He has reverted to speaking in his Mother tongue of Grunt and I am just itching to whack him round the ear with me wooden spoon.
I am to blame for the earbashing I gave him this morning when he came back from T***o with gawd knows how many different dressings for Christmas pudding.....you know those weird cream things they do plus brandy sauce. There is one person in the house who likes the pudding so we get one and it sits in the cupboard until about June. I don't think the dressings have got that long a shelf life so they will be stuffing up my fridge until I can decide what I am going to do with them to save them from being chucked out on their useby date.
Some people should not be allowed to go shopping on their own and Andy is right at the top of the list.
Give me bloody strength 😩
Lovely lady at Mamas Mercantile......I will write down my bread sauce recipe and post it for you asap.
Thank you all for your replies yesterday.
Isn't it funny how we all like different things. I can eat an egg with ham and chips but with gammon it has to be pineapple.
Tomorrow is going to be a busy day. Andy is taking Ruby to and from school for a few days as DDIL has a poorly car so he will be out early. When he gets back we are off to Market Drayton to look for a kitchen dresser and then when we get back from there DD and I will be off to Tamworth where I will be on the hunt for school trousers for Ruby. I really want to get them for her as she never really asks for anything and she particularly asked for grey stretchy trousers....bless her.
Nothing on tv tonight for me so I will either be in the dining room painting trees or in the attic getting ready for The Big Christmas Wrapping Session which needs to be finished by Friday lunchtime at the latest and everything hidden away from little Doodle eyes.
I must say Christmas is feeling like a huge chore this year I haven't enjoyed the preparations at all.
Anyway....I hope you have all had a lovely weekend.
Thanks for dropping by.
Sheila-x-
Oh dear, hope Monday is better
ReplyDeleteOh no, that doesn't sound good!
ReplyDeleteHaven't made our puds yet...but I will, though we only ever have cream with ours. Men eh? Infuriating so in so's sometimes aren't they. x
ReplyDeleteDo not panic all the weird puddings will freeze , he can eat them all year round
ReplyDeleteSounds a little like my sweet hubby, things can only can better. Looking forward to trying the bread sauce recipe, thank you.
ReplyDeleteIt's a man thing, my dad couldn't walk past a box of Bird's Strawberry Trifle mix. He had to buy one, Mum used to pass them on and just make her usual one with Swiss roll, Apricot jelly made from dried apricots and thick custard. Dad never cottoned on.
ReplyDeleteBloody men! I'm with you too about Christmas- it's the distraction of the C word and all it comes with I think.
ReplyDeleteMum would occasionally send Dad shopping and he'd come back and say I only spent £20 this week and produce 3 bags of food. There were 6 of us and it was supposed to be a weekly shop. One bag would be full of his favourite biscuits as well. Men are good at a lot of things but not everything :) xx
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