SuperSmurre

Today I wanted to make a dinner that the family would never forget, and fuck me sideways - I did! Not in the right way though... I started making a sauce with some ham, milk, cream, spices and (well you get the point). Everything was going great and when the sauce was ready, I tasted it and it was like a piece of heaven. I took it to the side and put a lid over it. When the family got home two minutes later, I started boiling the spaghetti, and left it unattended to go check something on the computer. When I got to the kitchen eight minutes later, I realized that the father in the family had put the sauce pan back on the stove on a hotplate that he had put on the third heat rate.

My sauce was destroyed. It litterary felt like my life was ending then and there, no one would ever get to taste my  fabulous sauce. We had to eat spaghetti with ketchup for dinner. Well, at least they got a dinner that they're not gonna forget for a while.

Btw I really have to do something about my hair soon. Yesterday Kim told me it was starting to get grey. Maybe that's why I thought my life was gonna end today when the sauce died. Fred ut!