Diary of a Blonde Wife

Diary of a Blonde Wife

*Monday:*

Now home from honeymoon and settled in our new home. It's fun to cook for Tim. Today I made an angel food cake and the recipe said, "beat 12 eggs separately." Well, I didn't have enough bowls to do that, so I had to borrow 12 bowls to beat the eggs in. The cake turned out fine though.

*Tuesday:*

We wanted a fruit salad for supper. The recipe said, "serve without dressing." So I didn't dress. But Tim happened to bring a friend home for supper that night. They both looked so startled when I served them, I think it was the salad.

*Wednesday:*

I decided to serve rice and found a recipe which said, "wash thoroughly before steaming the rice." So I heated some water and took a bath before steaming the rice. Sounded kinda silly in the middle of the day. I can't say it improved the rice anyhow.

*Thursday:*

Today Tim asked for salad again. I tried a new recipe. It said, prepare ingredients, then toss on a bed of lettuce one hour before serving." I hunted all over the place for a garden and when I got one, I tossed my salad into the bed of lettuce and stood over there for over one hour so the dog would not take it. Tim came over and asked if I felt all right. I wonder why? He must be stressed at work, I'll try to be supportive.

*Friday:*

Today I found an easy recipe for cookies. It said, "put all ingredients in a bowl and beat it." Beat it I did,to my mum's place. There must have been something wrong with the recipe, because when I came back home again, it looked the same as when I left it.

*Saturday:*

Tim went shopping today and brought home a chicken. He asked me to dress it for Sunday. I'm sure I don't know how hens dress for Sunday. I never noticed back on the farm, but I found an old doll dress and it's little cute shoes. I thought the hen looked really cute. When Tim saw it, he started counting to ten. Either he was really stressed because of his work,or he wanted the chicken to dance. When I asked him what was wrong he started crying and shouting out "why me? why me ?" Hmmm....It must be his job.

 

 

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One of the those usual Friday ' Let your guard down and have some fun' team sessions today and we had a seemingly interesting activity. A few random words were provided ( the ones in bold in the text below) and each of us was supposed to spin a story using all of these words in 15 minutes.

Based on the feedback or the lack of it for my story, i thought- Why should my teammates alone suffer. So, here is the story for all you too :-) 

A pani puri of romance, horror and good health

It was not just another day for Mr.X . Mr.X had finally decided to face his worst fears and propose the girl of his life. Mr.X had come in touch with the girl from one of those ‘Alone? Talk To Me’ ads in the classified section of the newspaper  and decided that she is the one for him. With Mr.X’s five failed proposal rehearsals with his pet dog, he had to get it right this time

Mr.X had planned this special day to the T. He took his girl to the nearby mall and started with taking photos of them together for lasting memories. Then out of a sudden he went down on his knees, took the ‘Lord of the Rings’ ring out of his bag and said the three words. But, his face turned yellow when his girl did not respond and was apparently busy talking to ‘another alone’ guy on the phone.  Just when Mr.X realized that his dreams have been shattered, the girl says “Yes” and apologized for taking the call in between such an important moment. Mr.X’s joy knows no bounds and he understood that her attending the call was nothing but commitment to work.

Mr. X and his girl headed off to the date of their lifetime starting with Pani Puri at the chowpati and then on to barista to discuss their future plans over coffee. The girl being the party kind got bored and asks Mr.X to celebrate the moment by going to a disco. Mr.X though having never danced before danced like a genie out of the bottle but passed out within few minutes. The girl arranged a taxi for Mr.X and stayed back at the disco since they had already paid hefty cover charges.

Mr.X got back to his sense and was shit scared after realizing that he was being driven home by the driver wearing nail polish on his hands and he closely resembled the Clown from the Batman movie. It was pitch dark by the time Mr.X reached his cottage by the sea surrounded by palm trees. The entrance gate was ajar and was the only thing breaking the eeriness around. Mr.X was already angry at not being able to recall the day’s proceedings and the scary circumstances coupled with the pani puri induced funny feeling in his stomach did little to calm his nerves

He sheepishly glanced at his watch to find out its 3 am –the devil’s hour. Scared, he somehow stepped into the house and gulped down a full bottle of hamdard ka tonic Chinkara to get some strength. Just as he turned, he heard a sound and saw a big razor sharp knife in the middle of the dining table. He picked up the knife, walked silently to the drawing room, and stabs the little thing in the basket. Why did he do it? Because ‘An Apple a Day keeps the doctor away’

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