That Domestic Goddess has got hold of me again and yesterday, after I did the washing-up, I made a huge pan of spaghetti bolognese sauce, washed up again and cleaned the kitchen, fed myself and decided to be a couch potato for a while. When I had had enough of that, I returned to the kitchen, removed two portions of spag bol sauce and put them into a smaller pan and then filled 4 tubs with the remaining sauce which resulted in total of another 10 portions. Each tub was labelled mentioning the content and the number of portions and then put in the freezer.
But the person who has stolen me didn’t stop there. She went on to wash up again, clean up, again and then go through the entire house emptying all the bins to add to the large bin bag to prepare for the Twat to take out.
Fortunately, the Domestic Goddess who has stolen me thinks that 6pm is a good time to sit down with a glass of wine and play online Scrabble. She has also found a way of getting to my letter box that doesn’t involve walking around half of my house as she obviously knows that I am allergic to the cold. I simply went into the garage, opened the door and voilà, my post box just happens to be beside the garage door. This DG obviously has all her screws tightly in as for some reason, I had never thought of fetching my post via the garage – which may or may not say a lot about me.
If this DG could be as successful at finding a job as she is at cooking and cleaning then I wouldn’t really mind. And seeing as I haven’t seen my parakeets for a couple of days I think I’m going to go and veg out in front of the TV.
Or search the garden for a penguin.
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After all that washing up I hope that she remembers the handcream. Who is going to eat all of that Spag bol?
It’s your True Self wanting to come out, Zoe. Let her shine, let her shine. Let her polish and scrub and shine. The next thing you know, you’ll be a regular June Cleaver
yikes.
This Domestic Goddess (whoever she is)can obviously teach you a thing or two. Better get rid of her quick before Andy dumps you for her!
She sounds like a right powerhouse, can I borrow her for a few weeks?
Mmmmmm – spag bol. Can I come round and help you eat it, if I bring a nice bottle or two of Chianti to wash it down with? I’d offer to do the washing up, but I wouldn’t want to crowd the DG’s territory…
When you’re done with the Domestic Goddess can you please send her round to our place? It’s in need of a bit of tidying. Thanks.
The Twat’s swapped you for Nigella Lawson!
This DG can’t hoover as my back caves in but my kitchen has never looked so clean.
It is so nice having ready-made food to de-frost that didn’t cost an arm and a leg to buy. I think the Domestic Goddess should invest in some more boxes as she makes a wicked chilli con carne which is great to freeze too.
Domestic Goddess… sounds like a super hero name.
You’d make someone a lovely little wife.
Do we hear the sound of wedding bells this year?
(I’m not bloody coming)
Somebody should invent a sit-down vacuum cleaner [like the sit-down lawn mower for the outdoor man].
On a completely different note. CONGRATULATIONS to Belgium.
Quote “Big-hitting Belgian Yanina Wickmayer overcame some early jitters to produce a dominant performance and upset top-seeded Italian Flavia Pennetta in the final of the ASB Classic tennis tournament in Auckland (New Zealand) today.” YAyyy go Belgium
For more read here:-
http://www.stuff.co.nz/sport/tennis/3218056/Yanina-Wickmayer-wins-ASB-Classic/
I haven’t seen my parakeets since it snowed. As I put out loads of bird food, I can’t think what they’re eating or where they’ve gone. Flown off to Africa, perhaps? Very sensible, if you ask me!
Lorna! Hello, dearie. Apparently the parakeets don’t fly south as they are used to our climate now. The Twat told me that this snow is due to the fact that the Gulf Stream has moved.
I’d better check that out.
I love spag bog. You could start a take away.
Holy shit – you need to see a doctor Lx