On 8/26/2016 2:54 PM, Roy wrote:
> For those with difficult husbands:
>
> A Woman's Poem
>
> He didn't like the casserole
> And he didn't like my cake.
> He said my biscuits were too hard...
> Not like his mother used to make.
>
> I didn't perk the coffee right
> He didn't like the stew,
> I didn't mend his socks
> The way his mother used to do.
>
> I pondered for an answer,
> I was looking for a clue.
>
> Then I turned around and smacked the shit out of him
> Like his mother used to do.
> ====
>
Okay, that was funny.

It's a good thing no one here ever had to eat my ex-MIL's cooking. My
ex-husband thought it was fantastic. I had to put on my polite (try not
to gag) face when presented with what she called stuffing/dressing at
Thanksgiving. It was baked, but so goopy you could run a spoon through
it. IMHO, it looked like warm vomit. I am polite; I took a small
portion. It didn't taste bad, it was just a very weird, bland,
exceedingly wet bread concoction she called "stuffing".

Jill