Sigh...all because of spaghetti...

Discussion in 'The Watercooler' started by KTMom91, Aug 24, 2009.

  1. KTMom91

    KTMom91 Well-Known Member

    Miss KT wanted spaghetti tonight, and started the process, then went back in her room. Hubby wanted Italian sausage, and started cooking, staying in the kitchen. When Miss KT reappeared, she was mad because Hubby had timed the spaghetti and said it should be done, but no one had tested it, and of course, SHE couldn't because HE was in there. She comes storming out of the kitchen screaming, wanting me to "fix" it.

    Nope. I'm not dealing with it. Any of it. "Well, fine, then, nobody better b%*&# at ME if it's not done right." Kid, just shut up and check the spaghetti. But wait..."What did HE do with the can opener? I can't open the sauce without the can opener." HE informs her quietly that it's right there on the counter. "Well, why didn't YOU put it back?"

    She grabs her bowl and stomps off to her room. With any luck,she'll spend the rest of the evening there. I get so sick of manufactured drama.
  2. Andy

    Andy Active Member

    She just wanted to let you know that she is still a teenager at heart. :tongue:

    Hang in there and good work not getting in the middle of it.

    Next time when it gets tougher just reply, "You know, your dad does know how to speak English! I am SURE if you would talk in a calm manner, he will be more than happy to step away from the stove while you finish the food."
  3. flutterby

    flutterby Fly away!


    Good for you for staying out of it.
  4. SRL

    SRL Active Member

    This calls for a spaghetti poem!

    Spaghetti! Spaghetti!

    Spaghetti! Spaghetti!
    You're wonderful stuff,
    I love you spaghetti,
    I can't get enough,
    You're covered with sauce
    And you're sprinkled with cheese,
    Spaghetti! Spaghetti!
    Oh, give me some please.
    Spaghetti! Spaghetti!
    Piled high in a mound,
    You wiggle, you wriggle,
    You squiggle around.
    There's slurpy spaghetti
    All over my plate.
    Spaghetti! Spaghetti!
    I think you are great.

    (Jack Prelutsky)
  5. Star*

    Star* call 911

    Very Good SRL

    And.....Freedom by Chef Boyardee -
    to KTMom&Dad From Star

    Spaghetti Spaghetti I think you're neat
    On to her room my teen did retreat
    Out in the kitchen my man burning links
    Glancing my way and giving me winks

    Oh for the joy of our silent right
    Spaghetti Spaghetti -to be cooked every night
    Soon to be part of the daily menu
    To keep our teenager far far from view

    A peace making food. Try some and see
    They grab it and go - Bowl heaped with liberty
    Spaghetti Spaghetti - Our thanks is true
    Now all parents say -Oh how we love you

    :tongue: Yummy
  6. AnnieO

    AnnieO Shooting from the Hip

    Wow Star... You can certainly write!!!

    KTMom... I know all about that. Manufactured drama... I know so many people who do this... It is so unnecessary. And it's funny, in an ironic way, in retrospect.

    YEARS later.
  7. Star*

    Star* call 911

    She took a bowl of noodles
    She took it in her room
    She said it with emotion
    She said it with such doom
    She told me this is all your fault
    She told me I'm to blame
    And if spaghetti keeps her gone
    Tomorrow I'll make the same~!


    Sghetti - it's whats for dinner. :ashamed:
  8. KTMom91

    KTMom91 Well-Known Member

    Love the poetry! Thank you, ladies!