Blonde

Definite Water Problem


As soon as Susan arrived home, she said to her husband, "Honey, the car won't start, but I do know what the problem is."

"What do you mean? What's wrong with it?" he asked.

"There's water in the carburetor," Susan replied.

"Sweetheart," her husband said, "please don’t take this the wrong way, but you wouldn't know a carburetor from an accelerator."

"No, really honey, there's water in the carburetor," insisted Susan.

"Ok, dear, I'll go take a look at it. Where is it?" her husband asked.

"In the lake!" Susan replied.

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Diary of a blonde woman on week 1 of marriage
Monday:
Now home from honeymoon and settled in our new home.
It's fun to cook for Tim.
Today I made an angel food cake and the recipe said, "Beat 12 eggs
separately." Well, I didn't have enough bowls to do that, so I had
to borrow 12 bowls to beat the eggs in.The cake turned out fine though.

Tuesday:
We wanted a fruit salad for supper.
The recipe said, "Serve without dressing."
So I didn't dress. But Tim happened to bring a friend home for supper that night. They both looked so startled when I served them, I think it was the salad.

Wednesday:
I decided to serve rice and found a recipe which said, "Wash
thoroughly before steaming the rice." So I heated some water and
took a bath before steaming the rice.
Sounded kinda silly in the middle of the day.
I can't say it improved the rice anyhow.

Thursday:
Today Tim asked for salad again. I tried a new recipe.
It said, "Prepare ingredients, then toss on a bed of
lettuce one hour before serving."
I hunted all over the place for a garden and when I got one, I tossed my salad into
the bed of lettuce and stood
over there for over one hour so the dog would not take it. Tim
came over and asked if I felt all right. I wonder why? He
must be stressed at work,
I'll try and be supportive.

Friday:
Today I found an easy recipe for cookies.
It said, "Put all ingredients in a bowl and beat it." Beat it I did,
to my mum's place. There must have been something wrong with the
recipe, because when I came back home again, it looked the same as
when I left it.

Saturday:
Tim went shopping today and brought home a chicken. He asked me
to dress it for Sunday. I'm sure I don't know how hens dress for Sunday.
I never notice back on the farm, but I found an old doll
dress and its little cute shoes.
I thought the hen looked really cute. When Tim saw it, he started
counting to ten. Either he was really stressed because
of his work,or he wanted the chicken to dance.When I asked him what
was wrong,he started crying and shouting out "Why me? Why me?".
It has to be his job ...