The need for a husband
Aug. 26th, 2005 11:46 amThe other day, I spent an hour or so banging on the top of an olive oil bottle I couldn't get open. I ran it under hot water, only at that point my hands were wet and I was so frustrated that this accomplished nothing. I gave up, and cooked with a whole stick of butter instead (and my chicken turned out very yummy, thank you).
Yesterday, my friends J and T came over; they'd recently come back from their honeymoon in Amsterdam, and had fun photos and stories to share. I told this story to T, and he walked over, opened up the olive bottle with a single twist, and said with a wry grin, "you need a husband, too?"
I went online and got a bottle opener from OXO instead.
Yesterday, my friends J and T came over; they'd recently come back from their honeymoon in Amsterdam, and had fun photos and stories to share. I told this story to T, and he walked over, opened up the olive bottle with a single twist, and said with a wry grin, "you need a husband, too?"
I went online and got a bottle opener from OXO instead.
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Date: 2005-08-26 05:04 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-08-26 05:52 pm (UTC)(There's got to be some way that that makes sense. I don't know what it is, but the part of my brain which comes up with short responses wandered in that direction.)
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Date: 2005-08-28 10:22 am (UTC):-)
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Date: 2005-08-28 05:40 pm (UTC)Gollly, random flickr folk wander into my LJ now. I didn't think it was possible. Awesome. I love your LJ, btw.