I can't cook to save my life. I won't ever starve to death, but I don't have the patience to prepare an elaborated meal. I can eat pasta for a whole week, I don't really care that much as long as I stuff myself. I could eat those pills that astronauts take to feed themselves. They provide them with this full sensation in their stomachs. That would be more than enough for me most of the times :P

However, I've been blessed with a bf who likes cooking. He can spend whatever it takes to prepare a nice dinner, and I just can eat a little bit of this and I little bit of that and have enough. I go stealing his ingredients as he prepares the food which pisses him off. And I like doing the dishes, so we make a great team :)

This is gonna sound totally stupid but when I was a kid, I wanted to make the dishes and my mum wouldn't allow me. I was so angry. I wanted to make the dishes so badly. I dreamt about becoming a professional dishes washer. I would go visiting my neighbours after lunch and making all the dishes in the neighbourhood. They had to provide me with sponge and soap, of course. And then, pay me for a job well done. And I would be really happy :D

My mum still cracks up when she remembers that. But then, someone invented the dishwasher machine and thoroughly ruined my plans of future :lol:

Calvin and Hobbes are propriety of Bill Watterson and Universal Press Syndicate.

Seems like Calvin's dad is not high in the polls between tigers and kids, huh? :lol: That's funny. When I was a child my dad and my mum were the best ones ever, always highest place in my polls (well, not that they are not high at present, but now I can see some flaws between their many virtues) :wink:

I wasn't a restless kid or a prankster (that last bit came with time :D ) so I don't remember having been punished or yelled at or anything like that. My brother played the rebel role pretty fine, so childhood was a smooth path for me :)

Thinking about it, it's really sweet how incredibly amazing my parents were to me. My dad was the strongest man on earth, a cuter version of a mix between "Incredible Hulk" (my dad is huge)and "Popeye" (my dad was a sailor). My mum was the best cooker ever and she no doubt that she was the wisest too, because she always had an answer for all my questions :D

I don't think that there is any better sensation for a kid than feeling loved, taken care of and protected. It must be so nice being a small kid and feeling that nothing would ever go wrong because your parents will never let anything bad happen and will always make you feel safe. Growing up can be pretty frustrating, huh? :)

On the personal note, hmmm, nothing really going on. Back to home improvement in the afternoon. It has been raining for the whole day, so no open air movies tonight. Anyway,we recently watched "Pan's Labyrinth", so I'm not sure if wewould be going to rewatch it. The festivities of my quearter start tonight and theywill last until Sunday. I'll try and take a couple of pics of a few things that I really like. But that should be tomorrow, I guess, if the weather turns any nicer. Until then *huge hugs* :D