Saturday, June 7, 2008

Erin, are you baking something?

There were a few...memorable...Craig moments while taking care of him. I wrote about the infamous "no brown shirt" incident as quotable as "no wire hangers". Here are a few more that make us laugh.

I was making dinner one evening, which I RARELY did knowing that it would make him queasy. But, Jill assured me things like broccoli and veggie burgers were acceptable. I microwaved my meal and sat down at my computer to work. An hour later I heard Craig shout, "Erin, are you baking?" Puzzled, I went to his room and said noooo. (The world knows I don't cook and certainly don't BAKE.) He said it smelled like I was baking pies. Yes, yes. In my down time, I decided to don an apron, find a rolling pin and whip up a few pies from scratch. I've been known to do that, clearly. "Easy as pie, right?" Would have been hysterical if I threw flour on my face just to mock him, but instead I told him I "made" frozen veggies and a garden burger an hour ago. Well, evidently, the smell made it to his room and I "needed to turn on his fan". Who knew broccoli was so smelly. And this before my smelly food bake-a-thon that I had planned. Tste. Guess, Craigy no likey pies.

On another occasion, I came in from helping Mom and promptly helped him with his shower. As a side note, I had cereal that morning--pretty benign food in the world of smelly foods. Pretty immediately, he asked whether I had an onion. Not did you have an onion, were you around onions, ate an onion in the last 24 hours and are sweating onion, but do you have an onion? Busted. Got me again. Knew I should have worn my onion-ring necklace another day, but it's just so stylish. Jill, Diane and I were just reminiscing and Jill said I should have said, "whaaaat, you mean this onion?" and pull it out of my pocket. You just never know when you'll need to "bake" next....

Thinking back on it, he may have been asking about the newspaper 'onion' but I'm a little gunshy when it comes to shirt or food criticisms and have become quick with the "noooo, I didn't do it, officer" response. Or, the equally appropriate, "stupid say what" look.

Funny stuff.

~E

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