THE 7th DAY OF VALENTINES
On the 7th Day of Valentines
my morning wakeup did not sound.
The planned orange rolls were not baked
since I was not around.
My second plan of homemade treats
fortune cookies of large size -
Stuck to the pan - they didn't work
I could not believe my eyes.
My reputation would be ruined.
My kitchen cred, it would be shot.
I knew I had to do something
Lest Mr. Wonderful thought I forgot.
Time was running out
soon Mr. Wonderful would be home.
I have sunk down the depths
to puchased cookies and cheesy poem.
On a plain paper plate, even!
Witness my shame, dear reader.
Rest assured this will not be
a Valentine day repeater.
3 comments:
The plain white plate . . . the store bought cookies . . . is this the same sister whose children had never had a frozen burrito before they ate one at Auntie Christie's house? For shame. :)
PS: your kids are welcome to come eat frozen burritos, taquitos, or whatever else comes from a box anytime at my house! Open the box and find me a microwave safe plate!
THIS makes me feel better about my 14 days of valentines!
Amen, Hayley!
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