animal lover, gardener, knitter, and gourmet cook
 

revocation of cooking privileges

Jacob has karate Thursday nights at 6pm. 6pm also happens to be our usual suppertime. So, Brian has been cooking supper when he gets home from work on Thursdays. The past two weeks, however, the proverbial dinner hasn’t been on the table when Jacob and I arrived home from karate.

Last week, we discovered that Brian doesn’t know how to use the broiler. Who would have thought? Tonight, the excuse was that he “got out of work late” and “the roads were bad”. Likely excuses for someone who works in Bellwood and lives in Johnstown.

I don’t like to complain. Well, actually I do like to complain, but I try to keep it to a minimum when it comes to Brian. But my suppertime isn’t something you want to mess with. I lead a very structured life. Very. And, I have the lists to prove it. So, I guess Jacob and I will either be eating supper at 5pm or I will put something in the oven that will be ready at 7pm because eating supper at 7:15 or later puts a kink in my rigid schedule.