I’m gonna learn how to fucking cook.
I’ve picked out a few easy recipes to try out. I figured chili would be a nice starting point since I really only have to throw some stuff in a slow cooker, and there’s supposed to be a nasty snow storm headed in my direction. I can also serve it up to my teammates who may want to spend the evening/snow day in my apartment. It’s like having younger versions of my brothers in my house…plus a few girls, haha.
I’ve also decided to learn how to tie a tie. A Full Windsor. According to the “Lil Bro,” Alex, it’s the only one worth knowing.
I’ve always wanted to be able to do my future husband’s tie. I know, that’s some crazy 1950’s housewife bullshit, but I’d still like to be able to do it.
I remember I saw my mother tie my father’s with deft hands and precision. She handed him a cup of coffee, he kissed her forehead, soft smiles. It seemed nice. That happened a long time ago. The things you remember, yeah?