In the kitchen? I love my wife, and am dang glad to have her. But she is a poor cookie chef. This afternoon, whilst drinking beer, I decided to make a batch. Every kid, myself, and even my wife thinks they are better than hers. I'm kinda in the doghouse, but I'm eating real good cookies tonight. Hope you're all h

aving a good night.

I’m sure the missus is proud of your cookie baking!
In my house, I’m in charge of the grilling!

Proud is the wrong word Ashley. She's a little mad that I produced a superior cookie.

But not mad enough not to eat them! She can’t be that mad!

She had one, then got mad. I'm no psychiatrist, but I think she's secretly mad at herself.

I've had that same question form in my head the couple of times my little wife scrubbed my 100 year old cast iron frying pan with degreasing dish detergent!

Mom taught me how to bake seeing I was supposed to be the last kid and her last hope for a girl. So yes, i bake better than the wife.

Now you'll be making them everytime

Oh you are just digging your own hole.

Maybe she should trap and you become the cook/laundress/cleaner/vacumer/diaper changer? Women are more detail oriented so she could probably skin them $80.00 skunks without cutting into the glands.
Anyway congrats on the tasty cookies.

Good looking cookies, but you should have made more and made some ice cream sandwiches with them.

I would guess it needed it. Griswold used to put on their directions to wash with soap. But what would they know about cast iron.

She skins most of the skunks, and she's pretty dang good at it. I change some of the diapers, but she's much better at it than I am. She did hit a gland the other day, but I didn't kick her out.

Her cookies are delicious. She makes them bad at home just so YOU make them and she doesn't have to.

You could be on to something.

Hey! How do you know their delicious???

Did you have her take notes so she becomes a better baker?

I’d skin skunks all day if chuckie would do the baking. I hate baking.
He loves sweets and I just don’t bake.


I told him I would sooner cook a flamingo than bake cookies.
I’ll cook whatever.
But baking? Messy and stupid

Isn't it great when the light comes on my friend?

Now I guess I'm going to be drinking beer and baking cookies all alone.