Miss Delia

[pegkerr]

Delia has been very very very very very high maintenance today.

Unfortunately, I have not had the patience or strength necessary to give her the oceans of nurturing she has required.

They all made various fusses over what I made for dinner (leftover french bread made in to hoagie sandwiches, topped with a mixture of hamburger, spaghetti sauce, and brie cheese. Delia didn't like the texture (the french bread was too chewy), and Rob and Fiona objected to the selection of brie. Then they got tomato sauce all over the tablecloth. I have had even less patience for that.

Comments

[trogon.livejournal.com]

It seems that no matter how hard you try, no matter how much you bend over backwards, your family is never satisfied with your meal choices. In your situation, I'd stop trying, and start cooking what *I* wanted to eat, picky whining be damned. It's not as though any of the rest of them are volunteering to take on some of the cooking duties.

[pegkerr.livejournal.com]

And then I'd end up throwing gallons of food away. And endless moaning about how hungry they are.

There's absolutely no way for me to win. [/bitter]