Wednesday, December 26, 2012

She Who Runs The Kitchen...

Hey Hey Hey!  I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas!

I did!  Nothing for adults!  I only bought for kids.  I got Mini a Kindle Fire.  He loved it. Of course Santa brought him gifts too, but it's my tradition to make the most expensive gift be from me.  Last night before we went to sleep he said he had a great Christmas.  He said he loved my present and the presents from his grandparents not just because they were good presents but because they came from people he loved.  I love it when he says things like that.  When he gets it!  You know?

In other news...  things are still great with me and Crab. The thing is we share all aspects of our lives.  And even though I only live 5-10 minutes away, it becomes a hassle   Cooking here, packing it up bringing it there.  Stopping here, getting this from there to go back over here... Shoes and clothes in trunk so that I can change while there, if I need to.  It's really exhausting.  I'm not trying to move in or anything.  I have a toothbrush and contact solution.  I need to to put a bottle of my face wash in the bathroom.  He mentioned I should bring a change of clothes.  But my dad kind of brought something up a couple of weeks ago.  He called while I was there and we're talking and he says

D: Are you at Crab's house
M: Yeah but I'm about to leave because I need to go cook dinner.
D: Why don't you just cook there?
M: Well... it's kind of bacherlory.  He doesn't
D: Have all the accouterments?
M: Yeah.....
D: Well you need to go out and stock the kitchen with what you need then.
M: Daddy.  I don't want him to think I'm trying to move in
(Mind you Crab is sitting right next to me)

When I hung up the phone I told Crab "I think my dad is trying to move me in with you!"

Ever since Thanksgiving my parents (meaning my dad and his fiance) consider Crab part of the family.  They looooove him!

So Anyway..... I digress (as I often do)

I was talking to Crab the other day and I had mentioned how exhausting all the running back and forth is and I said "It really would make sense for me... to... you know... um... sometimes... uh... cook here."
C: Yeah.

Oh My God you guuuuuuuys......

He's totally cool with me cooking at his house.........  He even brought it up himself this morning!  He must want me to cooooook theeeeeere...  And I don't know about you but the scent of food cooking really makes a place feel like home to me.

Like that is huge to me!  It feels very.... like... close.  Like cooking in his kitchen seems so, togetherish! Right? I mean we are together.  But that's SO together.  Like not to sound sexist or anything, but the kitchen in a home is like a woman's domain.  I mean especially in a home where the man doesn't cook.  It feels like him giving me reign over the kitchen is like me sticking a flag at the top of a mountain.  Like, "DunDunDunDuuuuuuun!  Today I declare this man and his kitchen mine!!!!!!!!!"

OMG!!!  While I type this I'm listening to a podcast and the woman just said
"She who runs the kitchen runs the world"

Yes!  That's what I'm talking about!  I'm bout to run this world!


  1. You should be able to cook in his house that you are always visiting. I am so with Dad. It is not about moving you in but moreso making life be more convenient and comfortable for you. It's not like he is really using the kitchen for real anyway.

  2. Yes! Well it's done!I have been cooking breaks lunch and dinner. Waking up making coffee... Ery'thang!