Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Need Chocolate...RIGHT NOW!

So, last night was not a good night. Plain and simple.

Some evenings are just like that. After picking up after the kids (dirty socks, trash, crayon shavings, etc.) and getting after them to do their homework AND their chores AND practice the piano...well, you get the picture.

So, instead of getting take out, like I REALLY wanted to do, I made dinner. Potstickers. I boiled the potstickers and then, to make them extra tasty I got ready to fry them. I drained them and heated the oil, and then reached for the tongs...but no tongs.

Well, like I said, it hadn't been a good night, and I got after the kids for losing the tongs. We opened all the drawers, looked everywhere they could POSSIBLY be, and still NO tongs.

So, after about 10 minutes of being mad at the kids, Troy comes in and asks,

"What are you looking for?"

"The tongs."

"The tongs?" he asks. "Oh, they are in my office behind the bookshelf."

"What?!?" Because of course, I had TOTALLY not thought to look there! "Why are they behind the bookshelf?"

"Because I dropped something back there and I couldn't reach it, so I used the tongs. Then, I dropped the tongs."


There were so many things that I wanted to say right at that moment, but the vein in my neck was throbbing and the sudden rush of pressure behind my eyes as my brain tried to explode prevented me from being coherent. So I was silent.

He asks, "Do you want me to go get them."

Again, brain explosion imminent...

"Uh, yeah. And could you wash them after you get them?"


I will just say that after the 20 minutes it took to find the tongs, the potstickers were...not quite I left Troy to feed the kids dinner and get them to bed.

Oh, and to find some chocolate.

PS. If you want a good laugh (the best one I had ALL DAY), I would direct you to Melanie's blog and her husband's adventures in toilets. Oh, you silly husbands.


Troy said...

FYI -- My version is very different than Denise's, so if you want to know the real truth, just let me know.

Hilary said...

Oh you two....
But seriously Troy -- leaving the tongs behind the bookshelf.
Inexcusable in my book.

Andrea said...

I'm still mad that I turned the phone off!

Troy--all we need to know is if you really did leave the tongs behind the bookshelf. The rest doesn't matter!


Being married to Del (Troy's brother for those of you who don't know), I won't even bother getting Troy's version...I know which side to believe!

Bringhurst Family said...

Must have been in the air. My night was similar. Bah humbug.

Amy said...

Denise's version is funnier I'm sure- while it may be slightly embellished it definitely makes for a good story. I didn't even need to wish to be a fly on the wall. I saw that whole exchange perfectly in my head as I was reading it.

What is it that they (husbands) don't get?

I still have yet to find the pizza cutter I have been missing for 6 months. Maybe I'll try behind the bookshelf. :)

Melanie said...

So, as your visiting teacher, the best way I can help you this month is to bring you some tongs? Or maybe I should just buy Troy some tongs so he doesn't have to use yours.

lbugsh2 said...

You did better than me. I gave up last night and we had Ihop. Sugar and carbs all around.

Anonymous said...

Oh my. You've renewed my (occasional) gratitude about living solo and not dealing with others' quirks (c:

BTW, the other night, I ate a box of Girl Scouts Tagalong cookies for dinner. Just sayin'.

-ah in OC

The Valentine Family said...

Possible reason why we are not smarter than a fifth grader??

I just read this to Jed and we both had a good laugh. That was great!

P.S. I don't think you could ever be a mean mom.

Shelby said...


Though I must say, Denise, I surely would have thought to look behind the bookcase. I also find much luck in Dave's car, Ellie's play kitchen, and behind all the totes of old clothing in my closet.

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