Friday, March 9, 2007


She makes another one of her mother’s speciality recipes.

It smells good – so what if it’s taken over two hours of her time?

Table laid, she waits for him to walk in– any minute now.

He slams the door shut.
Walks into the bedroom saying, “I’m too tired to eat, im just gonna watch TV.”


Someone said...


Cant help feeling sorry for her.

and him. poor lucky bas"ard.

dreamcatcher said...

Ouuuch! Reason enough not to cook ever again...