Thursday, October 26, 2006

Nesting

Are you a nester? Usually a word used to describe late pregnancy home related activities, Husband says nesting ought to be used for for 'everyday' women (ie: those of us lucky enough not to be pregnant) as well. Apparently, I 'nest' regularly as a symptom just before I menstruate. He looked at me the other day, just before the storage room adventure and Said," You must be due soon. You've been having cravings, you're testy (he's soo diplomatic:)) and you're nesting." I frowned at him, momentarily stunned, and counted on the calendar. Sure enough, any day now..

I don't know why I was surprised that he's aware of where I am in my cycle. After all, there must be plenty of observant, caring husbands out there. Not to mention the fact that he works in women's health and is the only male on his floor. I guess I've just assumed I was walking around in my own private little fog. I was WRONG! LOL

What else? Oh yes, he wishes me to publicly admit, via the blog, that I, a born and bred Yankee, actually told him I missed sweet iced tea while we were in New England. We also decided that if we ever manage to move up there permanently he ought to open a cafe/grill/small eatery and call the 'Turncoat' or 'Johnny Reb's Southern Home Cooking' or some such silliness. Capitalizing on his Southern heritage, as it were. And the fact that he'd be betraying his heritage by moving north of the Mason Dixon line. I'm not sure he could survive without Krisy Kremes though. God- my FIL would absolutely kill me if I took his precious only son 'UP NORTH'. Poor man.

So what was today's nesting activity? Just in case you're curious. I made several weeks worth of hot breakfasts & froze individual portions in the small freezer. Fresh biscuits, sausage patties, scrambled eggs, pancakes and bacon. Plop each serving into a quart size Ziploc, ie: one biscuit, sausage & eggs, etc. Put all the little baggies into a large plastic container, in this case a dishpan & a large plastic rectangle, and place containers into freezer. Rules- one baggie per person per school/work day morning. That way they last longer. From start to the end of cleanup it took me roughly three hours to make what should be between three and four dozen individual breakfasts for the family. See, I don't cook before 9 am. Hate the sight of food at all, unless it's coffee or cold cereal and juice. I want the others to eat well though. So this is my compromise.

Husband calls during the cooking. "What are you doing?"

"Ah.. I'm cooking breakfasts. You know, eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes, biscuits."

Incredulous, "You're cooking eggs? You really are broody aren't you? Have you started yet?" This last kinda curious & hopeful. I get other symptoms (LOL) once my time starts. Oh, the reason he was so shocked that I cooked eggs? I never eat eggs, well not since we lived in TX, and hate to cook them 'cuz they smell.

"YES, I'm cooking eggs. Can you come from work early?!"

4 comments:

Mailyn said...

LOL! Once again I am impressed by those who can work their way around a kitchen. I can microwave! :-)

Great hubby. Most don't seem to give a damn from what I hear. LOL.

Bookwormom said...

I don't think I cook so much as I can follow good directions. The better the directions, the better I am. LOL

I do appreciate the Husband (most of the time). He surprised me, is all. Kinda hard to do after so much time. ;)

Tara Marie said...

Ooooo, Ooooo.... I nest every single month. It usually some sort of cleaning and or cooking binge. I sort books, cook goodies, strip wallpaper...

So glad I'm not alone--LOL.

Bookwormom said...

Tara- A club of two!