A few nights ago I went over to my sister Staci’s house for my monthly kitchen beauty parlor experience. Karina the Russian must have been bored because she came over too with her two Russian children in tow to watch me get my hair done.

While the hair dye was processing we threw a pizza in the oven for the kids and Staci decided show us her domestic skills, which if you know me or either of my sisters you would know and accept that we have none. Fortunately you can’t really go wrong with Cheesy Egg Burritos which is what she made, complete with Cholula Hot Sauce on top. She told us,”This is so perfect because I have one carton of eggs that is going to expire in a few days so I am glad you are here to help me eat them.”

I have to say the burritos were excellent.

When I got home I started thinking about the eggs in my fridge and how I haven’t so much as looked at them since I bought them.

They expired in May.

Truthfully I didn’t even know eggs had an expiration date. I mean I guess it makes since that they do, but I never really thought about it. Milk sure, but eggs? Who knew? Obviously not me because I NEVER BUY THEM! But for some odd reason, when I went to the grocery store 2 months ago, I thought, what the hell? Maybe I’ll make breakfast one of these weekends when I am home.

I’ve tried to tell ED that I actually do know how to cook and that once I move into a place with a bigger kitchen I’ll actually use it. This story is not doing me any favors to convince him.

Meh.

Suzy Homemaker I am not. Honestly that’s just not me. But ask me to make you my signature Grape Russian, Peppermint Martini, or a Screwdriver and you will see that I more than make up for my lack of “traditional” domestic skills.

Blogfully yours,

Summer

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