Happy May 5th!
OK, it's true. I made way too much food for this party. Sometimes I think I should be an old Jewish Italian mother; I just want to feed people. About 30 people are invited; some won't come and some will bring friends, but not all will eat. I'd rather have too much food than run out and have a house full of hungry people. So I make a lot of food. It's my only flaw. Some might point to my bent pinky fingers as a flaw, but I maintain that they are proof that I'm more highly evolved than most people. I'm more aerodynamic, and I can type fast.
Comments
Some of us, who live alone and yet regularly make pastisio (see previous post, everyone), do not think it a flaw. So you're flawless. How 'bout that, BA?
;-)
Posted by: Red Momo | May 5, 2006 03:25 PM
There's a difference between being flawed and making a mistake. (I can justify anything. That's an attribute).
Posted by: blue artichoke | May 5, 2006 07:08 PM
Luckily for you... you have a garbage disposal... aka husband... Lucky for me, I have a mailman...
Posted by: Blue Grilled Cheese | May 7, 2006 12:46 AM
Those bent pinky fingers (which we share, BTW) only prove our Wilson-ness, which is some fine "ness" to have, lemme tell ya.
Posted by: Purple Fried Okra | May 9, 2006 10:34 AM