Sigh...all because of spaghetti...

[KTMom91]

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.

 

[Andy]

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

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."

 

[flutterby]

Ugh.

Good for you for staying out of it.

 

[SRL]

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)

 

[Star*]

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

Yummy

 

[AnnieO]

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.

 

[Star*]

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.

 

[KTMom91]

Love the poetry! Thank you, ladies!