Whine: Jim was supposed to bring me a Diet Coke this afternoon and he forgot. It's one thing when I forget. It's a totally different (more horrible! more unforgivable!) thing when he forgets. Especially when it means the difference between serene, productive, Jules and "Why is this house such a freaking mess all the time!? Am I supposed to clean, do kid care, cook, nap, and create a human life here?!" Jules. I trust he won't forget again.
Wish: I wish for my chicken tetrazinni to turn out tonight. I've never made it before and food is just too precious these days to struggle through a mediocre meal. The recipe calls for heavy whipping cream and butter though, so I have a hard time believing it will be anything less than finger-licking. The name "tetrazinni" also makes me wish for a good, old-fashion game of Tetris. I flippin' rocked that game.
Woo-hoo! Jim and I leave soon for our Seattle/Vancouver trip! I'm reluctant to say exactly when we leave because while I know YOU wouldn't break into my house some weird lurker might be after my insanely fresh, freakishly good pineapple or leftover tetrazinni. So you understand why that information cannot be disclosed. But it's soon enough that I can give a woo-hoo!
I hope you all have a baseball bat and something (inanimate!) on which to beat away your whines today, friends.