Fire in the hole
gaffe \gaf\, noun:
a blunder; faux pas
I'm still laughing from embarrassment.
Last night we had the joy of hosting some good friends and their 4 sweet boys, who were on their way to a sportsman's show where he would be promoting his hunting/guiding business. I knew they would be hungry from traveling all day, so I made a huge pot of chili with which to fill our bellies and theirs. I carefully mixed all the ingredients together and set the food to cook in the crock-pot. The smells were divine and had our mouths watering long before it was ever finished cooking. When the time came to serve it up, the little ones were the first to be allowed to enjoy the tasty morsels in front of them.
My first clue that something was amiss was Layna's coughing. I didn't think much of this because she's a picky eater as it is. But then I started noticing that all the kids kept scooping heaping spoonfuls of sour cream atop their chili mounds. They kept saying it was too spicy, but my kids are not known for their tolerance of spices of any sort. However, when our friend started eating, he started coughing, too. Not a good sign. Then it dawned on me. I had used cayenne pepper instead of chili powder. BIG DIFFERENCE. Three tablespoons worth of difference. Hoooo boy! Our bellies were a-buzzin' all night long, I'll tell you what!
They say that it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you, but what you leave behind you when you go.
When I go I will certainly be remembered for all the oopses and uh-oh's and wrong turns, because that seems to be who my kids introduce me as anyways. "This is my mom and that rope leading from our front door to the mailbox is for her."
Hehe. So true, so true.
a blunder; faux pas
I'm still laughing from embarrassment.
Last night we had the joy of hosting some good friends and their 4 sweet boys, who were on their way to a sportsman's show where he would be promoting his hunting/guiding business. I knew they would be hungry from traveling all day, so I made a huge pot of chili with which to fill our bellies and theirs. I carefully mixed all the ingredients together and set the food to cook in the crock-pot. The smells were divine and had our mouths watering long before it was ever finished cooking. When the time came to serve it up, the little ones were the first to be allowed to enjoy the tasty morsels in front of them.
My first clue that something was amiss was Layna's coughing. I didn't think much of this because she's a picky eater as it is. But then I started noticing that all the kids kept scooping heaping spoonfuls of sour cream atop their chili mounds. They kept saying it was too spicy, but my kids are not known for their tolerance of spices of any sort. However, when our friend started eating, he started coughing, too. Not a good sign. Then it dawned on me. I had used cayenne pepper instead of chili powder. BIG DIFFERENCE. Three tablespoons worth of difference. Hoooo boy! Our bellies were a-buzzin' all night long, I'll tell you what!
They say that it's not what you take when you leave this world behind you, but what you leave behind you when you go.
When I go I will certainly be remembered for all the oopses and uh-oh's and wrong turns, because that seems to be who my kids introduce me as anyways. "This is my mom and that rope leading from our front door to the mailbox is for her."
Hehe. So true, so true.
Comments
triesspl
Oh, and cayenne pepper? Heeeehaw. Snort.
pladle
you sent your guests away toasty warm and no need for airborne ji ji
ohhh funny...3 tablespoons no less!