Y’Know, Major Dad Misses Those Days, Too
We were young, so in love, exhausted, raising Ebola. Things were ever so much…simpler then.
… I used to go shopping every day and prepare fresh meals. Our favourites were steak and kidney, tripe and onions, cow heel and beef and potted hoof. My husband never cooked, although he did do the washing-up when he could. My mother-in-law lived with us and she would look after the children when we went out dancing.
Wait…WAIT!!…Stop the music, stop the music. Major Dad never ‘washed up’ a freakin’ dish in his life!! Cow heel and hoof? Hoof and mouth? I hate that stuff! 
And I’ll never cook it again, NEVER, do you hear me? Do YOU???
BuuWHA HAhahahaha! You can’t make me.
If you are so foolish as to try, I shall LAUGH at you and say,
“Potted hoof again, my A$$!!”
NEVER again, verstehen sie?
Ne. Ver.
August 15, 2005 10:52 pm 
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Well, cow heart is pretty tasty! But I never much appreciated pig brains, which are a hot commodity in Germany. Or were, back when I was but a humble lieutenant. Mayhaps their tastes have changed? Probably not.
But I really don’t see anyone making you do something you don’t want to do. I mean, that would be like wrasslin’ a bear, or dancing with a cougar.
Wow, that article had so much to fisk. Man I remember people shopping every day in the USSR. You know why? Because their refrigeration sucked, and what regrigerators they had were the size of a kitchen cabinet. Add to that the stranglehold that small shopowners had (and have) on business in Western Europe, and there were very few supermarkets in which to do one-stop shopping. Shopping every day is a huge time waster.
What about this gem?: “‘Women do more around the home because they are paid less than men,’ said Dr Harkness who believes change will only occur through a ‘complete cultural rethink’ rather than government policies promoting work-life balance.”
Huh? How about marrying men who get off of their lazy asses once in a while?
But the clueless mom who said “Most of the time I feel shattered.” really needs to get her priorities in order. 50 – 60 hour weeks and children do not mix. There are other marketing jobs besides consulting – find one.
Ah Ma, tripe and onions again?
But the clueless mom
I loved how she’s just counting down the days until she’s off maternity leave so she can dump Baby in daycare and ‘work 50-60 hours a week’. Like she’s looking forward to getting out of the house and having someone else handle Baby all week long and implies she won’t be quite so ‘shattered’ then. Considering how she spent so much more print on describing she and her husband’s food treks vice the joy of ‘new motherhood’, I’m thinking the Baby is an accessory ~ like a puppy or something.
Yeah, if your priorities don’t shift gears abruptly on the birth of a child, you shouldn’t have become a parent. Not that the kid should become the center of your lives, but a lot of things you like to do will sit on the back burner for the first five years or so.
I’ve been to graduate school, so I’m an expert on delayed gratification. 😉
“Ne. Ver.” Sorry, Sis, you lost me when you started with the German, er, I mean, Doitch.
I love a theme
It’s German Day at the Coalition!…
I told him “eingemachter Huf mein Hintern”!