Confession #1: I have never had to cook in my life
--really I haven't.
So, after much contemplation I came to this conclusion:
I HAVE GOT TO LEARN HOW TO COOK.
How many of you when I say the words "good cook" think of
your mother?
Ya, well that's what I want to be.
Motherhood preparation 101 -- learn how to cook.
Maybe even wifehood.
Livin' in whatever hood there is,
I need to be able to make food, yes?
Good, edible fabulous food....
okay, deal.
Random tidbit of information: My mom in the 6th grade bought me an easy bake oven in an effort to teach me how to cook. You know what I used it for? I made three cakes, and the rest I took out the safety restriction on the heat lightbulb and used it to make s'mores.
Emma Cooking Fail.
So here I am, I planned out my meals for the next two weeks of all those lovely foods I wanted to try.
Wish me luck & watch for Easy, Bake It posts coming soon.
(Come on, you want to come along for this adventure too, right? Right?)
Confession #2: I have never tucked my shirt
into a pair of jeans.
Well, you see way back in August,
I bought a pair of trouser jeans.
It's December -
I've never worn then.
Emma clothing fail.
So, what do you think?
Do I keep tucking it all in?
I really can't decide.
I really can't decide.
So for now, I'm left to cross my tees (with a belt) and enjoy my polka-dotted i's. Wish me luck!
--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
By: Emma Marie.
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