Here are a couple of confessions for ya.
Go ahead. Get your cup o’ coffee and stay for a while. Ok. Maybe it’s not that interesting. But here it goes.
I’m not a very good cook. And I am terrible at baking.
As in, I can’t even make chocolate chip cookies. I always buy the premade dough that you just slap on a cookie sheet and bake for 10 minutes. THAT, I can do.
And sure I can follow a recipe. But it never tastes as good as I think it will.
Unless it’s in a crockpot. Crockpots. That girl and I are pretty good friends. She makes me look good. Makes it look like I can cook.
But I have found something that helps.
most of the time I pretend I have my own cooking show when I am preparing a meal or baking.
I love the Pioneer Woman and I love her cooking show. I sometimes pretend I have a cooking show just like her and that makes cooking really fun. You know, talking to the people at home about how to make a delicious dish. Letting them know the step-by-step. Adding a dash of this (salt) and a dash of that (pepper, I don’t go outside of that). And if I have my own show, I must be pretty good at cooking, so I think it always helps make the meal tastier.
Of course I just talk to myself in front of my kids and not in front of company. That would be weird.
Really hopin’ some of you confess about your imaginary friends, (which I may or may not have had when I was little) talking to yourself, or your own imaginary cooking show that you’re the star of.
Otherwise, this could get awkward.
Oh, well. I figure by now you know I’m a little weird.
Here’s some more proof.
What kinds of weird things will you ‘fess up to?
C’mon. Make a girl feel normal would ya?
Happy Day guys!