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When Mom goes outta town

Kids, Be Careful what you wish for…

That was me – this past weekend. Well, sort of..

When the going gets tough, just remember that there is a fruit waiting for you at the end of your suffering.
-Self Quote

Day 1

“Dad…Is Mom gone?”
Yay!! What’s for dinner?”
“Give me 45 minutes. I’m cooking.”

(Later that evening)
“Don’t know what this is. 
Tastes yummy. You are a great cook Dad..”
“Thank you!”

Day 2

“Dad, is this the same stuff you made last night?”
“Yes. But I have repaired it a bit today. Tastes better now I think. Do you like it?”
Hmmm. Kinda..

“Dad, Can we order some food from outside?”
“Sure. But we have to finish the other dish I made yesterday. So a bit of this and a bit of that. Okay?”
What? C’mon! O-k-a-y.

Day 3

“Oh No!! Dad, can you make something else for lunch? Pr..etty please..”
“Well. We have to finish this NOW.”


“Dad, this doesn’t taste like how it did on Thursday. What did you do to this?”
“Oops. Don’t eat that. 
S-T-O-P…N-O-W! I may have added Tayga’s kibble to this.”
Yuck!! Disgusting Dad..

Day 4

“Dad, really hungry now..Can we eat lunch later?


“Dad, Can we eat fruits for dinner?”
Sure. Me too. Great idea!!

(Silence for a few hours)
Dad, when’s Mom coming home?


Besides fantasizing about being a Peter Gibbons at least for a couple of days at my work, I think I have a long way to go to realize some of the other fantasies. But like any ambitious man out there, I will get there! Note: All views expressed in this blog are mine alone and have got nothing to do with my company Cogent IBS, Inc., its employees or any of its affiliates.

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