Okay, so that’s a lie, he’s going out with his buddy from work. I’m SO GLAD he has a friend. Okay, he has friends they just don’t live here. So, really I’m glad he has a friend he can do stuff with, like go and watch the Iron Man movie.
Then his buddy asked about going out to dinner, so I suggested eating here instead (why, right?) I don’t know, maybe because I want to show off for his friend, see, I’m a good wife, I can cook, be charming, etc. Maybe because he seems to really be a nice guy, his fiance is on the east coast and I figure that he’s lonely. Bachelor living probably doesnt allow for homemade lasagna.
Oh yeah, he’s getting my lasagna. He has no idea what he’s in for. In my experience most people think that ‘out of a box’ is homemade. Not me. The sauce takes an hour. It takes a while to put together with all the layers too, so I made the sauce last night and then cooked the noodles, shredded the cheese and stirred together the ‘innards’ today. Broken down like that, it wasn’t a big task. I’m going to cook green beans, I’ve got a loaf of garlic bread ready to be buttered and double-garlicked, and will find out if they want salad when my hubby calls after they are out of the movie.
I AM a good wife. I’m also a bit of a show-off when it comes to hospitality. I can’t help it. I’ve been preparing for this my whole life. What you didn’t read my post on all the women that have gone before me? I have beer chilling, tea made, and 2 kinds of soda. If all else fails, there’s always water.