Some thoughts:
1. Go make me a sandwich and bring me a beer.
2. Reacquaint yourself with the “Easy Bake Oven” you played with as a little girl.
Women were meant to cook. Otherwise, why would God fill them with milk and eggs?
Heavy sarcasm on the last part....Well, not really.
You cook, I’ll buy the groceries, clean the dishes and generally grovel at your feet as I worship your awesomeness and girl power....
I like cooking, I come home and get started. My wife does a lot of the yard work. It works for us.
“Women were meant to cook. Otherwise, why would God fill them with milk and eggs?”
I’d hand your *ss to you for that one but I’m too busy laughing my own one off.
PS - Hubby does all the kitchen stuff in our home. On the other hand, he’s never had to scrub a bathroom. Fair is fair.
OMG~! you owe me a new keyboard LOL
One time long ago one of my ex girl friends told me to tell her about my feelings. I told her I was feeling pretty hungry at the moment, and could she make me a sandwich. Our relationship didn’t last long.