Post by Nako on Jul 4, 2011 20:27:38 GMT -5
Crisis averted for serious this time!!! We made trifle 
Second cake attempt fell. Never mind. I'm not over it.
O hai thur. Freakout over with. Finished crying. Getting over it. x_o Yey birthday.
My mother in law burned my dinner. She burned it. She allowed it to burn into an unrecognizable ash. These sausages were over a dollar a piece. And they were going to be delicious.
She allowed them to sit on the grill as me made a DESPERATE last minute run to the store to get the ingredients needed to redo the cake we ruined. We only had 30 minutes to get to the store so we had to go. And the mother in law refused. REFUSED TO GO.
So we had to entrust her with the food on the grill. Every fiber of my being told me not to. But I had to. And then when I was there, I even thought I should maybe get extra sausages. I knew she probably couldn't cook them.
I come home and they all look like preserved, shrivelled and burned zombie dicks. Each one had a quarter inch crust of BURN straight into the meat. It wasn't even just the casing. Cutting through it was like cutting through burned wood. They were unable to be eaten.
And the mother in law ate her goddamn hot dog like there was nothing wrong with it.
We're ordering takeout. I'm just trying not to cry.
O hai thur. Freakout over with. Finished crying. Getting over it. x_o Yey birthday.
My mother in law burned my dinner. She burned it. She allowed it to burn into an unrecognizable ash. These sausages were over a dollar a piece. And they were going to be delicious.
She allowed them to sit on the grill as me made a DESPERATE last minute run to the store to get the ingredients needed to redo the cake we ruined. We only had 30 minutes to get to the store so we had to go. And the mother in law refused. REFUSED TO GO.
So we had to entrust her with the food on the grill. Every fiber of my being told me not to. But I had to. And then when I was there, I even thought I should maybe get extra sausages. I knew she probably couldn't cook them.
I come home and they all look like preserved, shrivelled and burned zombie dicks. Each one had a quarter inch crust of BURN straight into the meat. It wasn't even just the casing. Cutting through it was like cutting through burned wood. They were unable to be eaten.
And the mother in law ate her goddamn hot dog like there was nothing wrong with it.
We're ordering takeout. I'm just trying not to cry.
