Jan-17-2012, 05:45 AM (UTC)
Funny all of this talk of aprons after taking a photo of one of my sons cooking chilli for dinner for us last night, and his refusing to be seen in the apron he was wearing...he insisted on taking it off before I could take the photo. I let him win that one.
While the apron would have been great to capture, it was the actual act of cooking that I wanted a memento of. My eldest son cooks (I have even had to email scanned copies of recipes through to his iPhone at times, while he's been in a supermarket and thinking of what to have for dinner!) but my other son rarely does. It was an event to be sure...and the meal was excellent!
Last weekend the same son went to an 18th party where the theme was 'H', given that the young lady whose birthday it was had a name that began with that letter. He went as Hulk and a couple of his friends went as housewives, all done up with the stereotypical slippers, curlers and such. They were downtown (the town is about 500kms away from me) when he rang to ask where his friends might be able to source some aprons from to add to their costumes. Knowing the town very well, I was able to tell him exactly where he could buy some and only realised hours later just how depressing that was...the realisation that I am not only a housewife but a middle-aged one at that, and one who knows where to buy aprons!! I will defend you beings by agreeing that they are very useful and far cheaper/more practical than ruining clothes. I have a bunch of varying sorts (mostly plain or pretty but not frilly) and wear them daily.
Other than that, university is all but sorted with my son (Hulk) having received and accepted his offer for both the course and on-campus accommodation. Now it's just a matter of dishing out the dollars. Hopefully we will be helped out with a scholarship in that regard but we're yet to find out the result. Even if it's unsuccessful this time, he has already helped us out with plenty of them over the years.
While the apron would have been great to capture, it was the actual act of cooking that I wanted a memento of. My eldest son cooks (I have even had to email scanned copies of recipes through to his iPhone at times, while he's been in a supermarket and thinking of what to have for dinner!) but my other son rarely does. It was an event to be sure...and the meal was excellent!
Last weekend the same son went to an 18th party where the theme was 'H', given that the young lady whose birthday it was had a name that began with that letter. He went as Hulk and a couple of his friends went as housewives, all done up with the stereotypical slippers, curlers and such. They were downtown (the town is about 500kms away from me) when he rang to ask where his friends might be able to source some aprons from to add to their costumes. Knowing the town very well, I was able to tell him exactly where he could buy some and only realised hours later just how depressing that was...the realisation that I am not only a housewife but a middle-aged one at that, and one who knows where to buy aprons!! I will defend you beings by agreeing that they are very useful and far cheaper/more practical than ruining clothes. I have a bunch of varying sorts (mostly plain or pretty but not frilly) and wear them daily.
Other than that, university is all but sorted with my son (Hulk) having received and accepted his offer for both the course and on-campus accommodation. Now it's just a matter of dishing out the dollars. Hopefully we will be helped out with a scholarship in that regard but we're yet to find out the result. Even if it's unsuccessful this time, he has already helped us out with plenty of them over the years.
"I am the Catalyst, and I came to change all things. Prophets become warriors, dragons hunt as wolves."