Happy Friday the 13th! Beware of all the idiots around you that believe in that stuff.
I'm still not doing a lot of blog-worthy cooking yet while we settle into our married routine, but it's starting to ramp up again. I've never had much spare time to begin with, but apparently there's something called a "honey-do list"?
Haven't got a lot of feedback about a Food Fight yet, so I'll mention it again next week, I just need to come up with a twist. Any ideas?
With our newlywed status in mind, I thought today's Friday Funny was especially appropriate. It was sent to me by my new mother in law, I wonder if it was a hint...
Have a great weekend, friends. Cook up something good, willya? Thank you so much for supporting Desert Island Foods®.com.
The Secret to a Long and Happy Marriage
A couple was celebrating their golden wedding anniversary on the beaches in Montego Bay, Jamaica. Their domestic tranquility had long been the talk of the town. People would say, "What a peaceful & loving couple".
The local newspaper reporter was inquiring as to the secret of their long and happy marriage.
The Husband replied: "Well, it dates back to our honeymoon in America ," explained the man. "We visited the Grand Canyon, in Arizona, and took a trip, down to the bottom of the canyon, by horse. We hadn't gone too far when my wife's horse stumbled and she almost fell off.
My wife looked down at the horse and quietly said, "That's once."
"We proceeded a little further and horse stumbled again. Once more my wife quietly said, "That's
twice."
"We hadn't gone a half-mile when the horse stumbled for the third time. My wife quietly removed a revolver
from her purse and shot the horse dead.
I SHOUTED at her, "What's wrong with you, Woman! Why did you shoot the poor animal like that. Are you crazy?
She looked at ME, and quietly said, "That's once."
"And from that moment.....we have lived happily every after."
You will never, ever hear me use that lame "honey-do" phrase. It's one of those 1950s-inspired cringeworthy things that will never be uttered by your wife. I'd rather ram my head into a bundt cake pan.
If you're going to exploit me on your blog, at least quote me correctly.
Now, come home and let me exploit YOU. :)
P.S.
That's once.
*gulp*