Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Hard. Like mocked her.
I believe the statement "It's not an Easter Ham!" might have been said.
Anyway, I assembled the lasagne and turn it on high for an hour. Right before leaving for swim lessons I turned it down to Low.
Or so I thought.
Enter Cayce walking into a dark house, hungry and ready to eat.
"Interesting, I thought the house would smell like lasagne. I should see how the food looks. Hmmm... Why isn't the cheese melted?"
Yep, I turned the crock pot OFF.
Sorry, Melissa, I totally deserved that.
Oh and J if you are reading this, there's a good chance you will be having leftover beans and hotdogs tonight. Yep, you're a lucky, lucky man.
Posted by Cayce at Wednesday, February 02, 2011