Yesterday I made a pan of corn bread for Pirate. Sorry, let me amend that. I started to make a pan of corn bread for Pirate. I got interrupted by my physical therapist. I knew she would only be here for a few minutes. And I knew exactly where I stopped. I had to add the sugar along with the liquid ingredients. I had already added the salt.
Pirate was impatient and wanted to finish it. I gave him a glaring look and went back to my PT worker. So he took it upon himself to finish. No sugar and he added a tablespoon of salt. And he didn't grease the pan. May I add DISASTER! He quietly asked me if I would make it again for him. NOPE! Next time don't stick your nose in where it doesn't belong. Today I will make it for him. I just wanted him to wait and learn.
Illegitimi non carborundum!
I don't want my last words to be, "I wish I had spent more time doing housework"